“Avalanches of the violent disharmony
From the coma of OK have awoken me
In the cover-up of disgraceful abuses
Avalanches of the violent disharmony
Emotional tolls, ghettos and holes to remember
Of the poverty and frauds
The bullies and the ego pretenders
So we danced in the snow
To the back of my GDR garden
In comedy delight
Immoral and divine”
- AIMX “Avalanches”




