Оригинален текст
My skin has atrophied.
It has been so long since the last touch.
The maggots play their dead instruments for me.
Devour in the key of E.
Like a symphony of throats and piano wire.
Like explosions in space and prostitutes of fire.
My skin has atrophied.
It has been so long since the last touch.
The maggots play their dead instruments for me.
Devour in the key of E.
Like a symphony of throats and piano wire.
Like explosions in space and prostitutes of fire.