Kluskap O'Kom

I kept running in the woods

As fast as the ancients could

Could not fight these kinds of beasts

Who live for gigantic feasts

I don't want 'em to cut my hair

My strength would fall from my head

Changing the way I speak

Until I'm becoming weak

We'll be reborn (Kluskap O'Kom!)

Behind the sun (Kluskap O'Kom!)

Just like the storm (Kluskap O'Kom!)

Will ever come (Kluskap O'Kom!)

There goes the self-esteem

In the fumes of gasoline