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August 2015

some bad translations:

Fäulnis Trümmer
In the bathroom on the floor, on dirt smeared tiles
curled up lying in his misery
Vomit and blood trickles from his mouth
In the hands just a pencil
in the head a mountain of debris

Cold sweat soaked rags on trembling body
Breathlessness and a bite in the brain
The space is getting smaller, the narrowness is torture
In the corner, behind me, sitting my shadow - and faded

Cutting myself these pictures out of my eyes
Cutting with scissors all strangers out of your head
Cut, cut, until I like it here
Cutting, cut it up until the body decomposes

Description
August 2015

some bad translations:

Fäulnis Trümmer
In the bathroom on the floor, on dirt smeared tiles
curled up lying in his misery
Vomit and blood trickles from his mouth
In the hands just a pencil
in the head a mountain of debris

Cold sweat soaked rags on trembling body
Breathlessness and a bite in the brain
The space is getting smaller, the narrowness is torture
In the corner, behind me, sitting my shadow - and faded

Cutting myself these pictures out of my eyes
Cutting with scissors all strangers out of your head
Cut, cut, until I like it here
Cutting, cut it up until the body decomposes