Böhse Onkelz die stunde des siegers

You endure the humiliation
With a smile on your face
But what will become of you
You don't know that
One has it, the other doesn't < br/>But you didn't do it that way
Your path takes you through dark streets
Do you hear how people laugh at you
The victor's hour comes for everyone at some point < br/>For you, for me, for everyone at some point
The hour of the winner
Use it and show them who you are
Spit in their face, in their face
Yes let them laugh, let them scream
Until their snot suffocates them
Because your time will soon come
Every hour strikes for you
Then you dance on theirs Heads
Until the brains ooze out of their eyes
You see the wriggling of the fat bodies
Have you reached your goal