There is an allegation in the room,
How do you get her out again?
How did she get in here, we are surprised?
She spreads out and presses us against the wall.
She is unpleasant and we doubt her,
But she defends herself energetically with all her might.
There is a suspicion in this room,
How do we get him out of it?
He smiles meanly and primitively as it crawls through our ears into our hearts.
How do we find out about this claim, who actually made it here?
Was it coincidence or intention or did it come by itself?
Can you still ask something like that, is it still legal?
Sure it's a lie, but now it's here:
There's an allegation in the air.
It takes our breath away , we gasp for air,
She squeezes our throats relentlessly.
There is an accusation in the room,
Who will believe her, I don't believe her.
I have to go her puking because I'm sick.
It's the possibility that hits me like this.
There's an accusation in the room,
She came from the dark, now she's in the light.
We stand there and are covered in dirt,
This slander, this deception, this lie here in the room.
It is destroying us all, step by step.
She's poison for you, she's poison for me.
She's poison.