| Fire! | 
| Watch out you've discovered a dragon's nest and he's mad so run | 
| before the flame engulfs you. | 
| Ball your fist and be a fighter man for men | 
| are there to fight | 
| I already think to myself am I a rapper or «Dragonheart» | 
| Earth! | 
| And then comes sand, rain, storm but your tail is much too short for | 
| a | 
| rocket worm. | 
| What a crash for you punk and you get nauseous at night | 
| drink | 
| And trust no one 'cause these hills have eyes | 
| Water! | 
| Small it cracks when I come by my balls and my part are like | 
| the | 
| Trident of Poseidon. | 
| Yes, don't go to the beach alone, send them to me | 
| Coast Guard before | 
| Because this superiority comes overnight in semi-liquid form | 
| Wind! | 
| Check with your thumb if the wind direction changes after this thing | 
| turns | 
| Also find out whether you are a king or gay. | 
| No chance because I squirt you | 
| wanker poison in | 
| Your veins until I'm sure you'd rather go to your execution | 
| Hook: | 
| (War) The elements are with me, I can cross the border alone with the mic | 
| invade | 
| (Was) hand grenades, sniper rifle but I should be afraid then | 
| would have to | 
| Pull the trigger, who? | 
| (Was) Look at me I'm made of diamond and razor sharp and nobody can do anything | 
| to say | 
| That it certainly didn't exist yesterday. | 
| Every man and woman knows who | 
| from the | 
| area comes | 
| Fire! | 
| Everything is on fire but there is no water. | 
| The houses are on fire the revenge | 
| Jesus | 
| But very extreme. | 
| Can you see it, see that your landscape is slowly bathing | 
| goes | 
| And you punk go to a party as gay and as aftershave | 
| Earth! | 
| And the volcano goes up at the end 'cause this country is so polluted | 
| that | 
| You have to burn it. | 
| Give me a reason I'll hang you loser on the rope | 
| now and | 
| Here even Medusa has to look at me if she wants to fuck with me | 
| Water! | 
| Drowned victim a punk I'm almost completely and drop but | 
| then yes | 
| Grateful to no one. | 
| Don't touch me I'll make you a blatant hole like a | 
| tank | 
| Send yourself up to God like a stingray Crocodile Hunter | 
| Wind! | 
| I come quietly, but then the alarm goes off and your hole and mine | 
| Acorn | 
| Robbers and gendarmes play Jop and still you unfortunately remain only a toy and | 
| just poor | 
| 'Cause your records suck like the stuff in my gut | 
| Hook: | 
| (War) The elements are with me, I can cross the border alone with the mic | 
| invade | 
| (Was) hand grenades, sniper rifle but I should be afraid then | 
| would have to | 
| Pull the trigger, who? | 
| (Was) Look at me I'm made of diamond and razor sharp and nobody can do anything | 
| to say | 
| That it certainly didn't exist yesterday. | 
| Every man and woman knows about it | 
| from who | 
| area comes |