Lyrics:

...Tell me is there something
Is there something I should know?
I don't know, I don't know
Their faces are pale, white like clouds
Don't you perceive my doubts?
Burning on my skin, burning hot stones
Like the invisible disease
It'll even reach your home
With a cross in your hands
You pray ceremonial
Ceremonial
In the hall of defense, you lay on the floor
In the hall of credence, you're looking to the door
'Hey, man, return to dust'
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
I can see this man behind iron bars
His arm is tattooed with a small red star
He has the scepter, the scepter of the universe
His body starts to smell like fresh, wet earth
'Hey, man, you are guilty of your own death
And of all the other 100,000 innocents'

Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
'Why did you nothing against the harmful waste?
You made the secret of the noxious waste'
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious, noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
Noxious secrets
We can't feel it
We can't hear it
We can't see it
We can't smell it