Deep-Dyed Tracks Lyrics

ou have written a theme
for this movie
They´ve carried you from the places
where concreted walls a small souls
jackals found you
and took to pieces a child with unwashed needle
you conjure tomorrow´s moods
a suicide in a pain
that change in the only
to tread heroin.

You dance to the night
and the world is cool
you agitate crowd, admired of gang
air don´t smell of hash anymore
a child so in belongs to carcass

Greasy hair in a face
cramps are repeated
you turn round the street
like a rank shit
sucking cocks a dirty uncles
who rattle small change
on another drug
your foots are deep-dyed
to the pavement for the ages.

Fourteen candles of festivecake
you hardly blow down
when you don´t take your breathe shine
it is sweat and your child´s eyes
but with another mouthful you vomit the world

Abandon figure
maybe contracted by chain
remember youth, which left yesterday
abused old woman
with child´s face
crying over death
of pubertal old men puberty
living for the only to rid off someway
prefabricated devils.