Cocaine
Were my friends weighed for me
the white fairy stretchs her bow
she shoot my sorrow in the face
and breaks open the both halves
the father of all mirrors
He beckons for me and I bend
he whispers quietly in my ear
You are the most beautiful child of all
I hold you like my own blood
you are the most beautiful child
even the evil is good in me
Curiosity lengthens my dream
the white fairy sings and laughs
she violently impregnates me
and pregnency torments me through the night
the father of all mirrors
He beckons for me and I bend
he whispers quitely in my ear
You are the most beautiful child of them all
I hold you like my own blood
you are the most beautiful child
even the evil is good in me
And how I defend myself against the pains of labor
in the cradle, still whoring
I see how I am going to give birth
and devour the afterbirth
You are the most beautiful child
