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so goddamn relaxing I could fall asleep
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It`s about cutters. Like me.. but in german.
With the blade go I slowly
my forearm up.
Then a cut, small and level,
and the world around me blossoms.
Pain sharpens all my senses,
every fiber is tuned.
And I hear the body singing,
if pain takes the load from me.
Deeper still a little bit deeper
cut I in the white arm.
From the wound seeps silently
dark blood and to me becomes warm.
The blood so red, the blood so purely.
The time does not cure my wounds.
My blood long to, is wonderful,
to see my blood, comforts me.
Luck flows through the whole body.
Pain does every pain out.
To feel in this way,
nehm I all grief in purchase.
The blood so red, the blood so purely...
I injure only the cover.
Everything lies underneath what,
if I have enclosed so deeply,
the fact that it avoids myself.
The blood so red, the blood so purely..
That is the translation. Enjoy it.
my forearm up.
Then a cut, small and level,
and the world around me blossoms.
Pain sharpens all my senses,
every fiber is tuned.
And I hear the body singing,
if pain takes the load from me.
Deeper still a little bit deeper
cut I in the white arm.
From the wound seeps silently
dark blood and to me becomes warm.
The blood so red, the blood so purely.
The time does not cure my wounds.
My blood long to, is wonderful,
to see my blood, comforts me.
Luck flows through the whole body.
Pain does every pain out.
To feel in this way,
nehm I all grief in purchase.
The blood so red, the blood so purely...
I injure only the cover.
Everything lies underneath what,
if I have enclosed so deeply,
the fact that it avoids myself.
The blood so red, the blood so purely..
That is the translation. Enjoy it.
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