After the death of king Oxygen the second
Queen Pollution assumed power
Submitting to the laws,
The people of the earth
Wore night and day a gas-mask
Then thousand years later
The human race undergoes a mutation
The children are born
The face in form of gas-mask

Breaking my concrete cocoon
I’m born in the kingdom of queen Pollution
Breaking my lead egg
I’m born in the kingdom of queen Pollution
I’m born in the reign of queen Pollution

I’m born on a moutain of volcanoes,
In the silence of a sigh
I’m dying of my birth,
And I don’t see birds around me
I don’t see a sky, I don’t see a light
But where is the sound of my cry ?
A bad hot air is burning my skin

But where are all the wenderful things
They told me in their stories ? ( Our stories )
I want to see a sky and see a light
But why’s nothing bright ?
I want to hear my cry and hear a lie
But why’s nothing right ?
I want to see a rainbow,
A rose and circles in the water
I want to feel the air,
I want to taste a smell

But where are all the wenderful things
They told me in their stories ? ( Our stories )

I’m born on a plain of a nuclear power station
I’m dying of my birthv But why’s a strange smell around me ?
And nobody who’s smoking cigarettes
And no children who chew chewing-gums

No sun rises in the reign
Of queen Pollution !