Cocain
If the friends are nice to me
the white fairy will stretch her bow
she'll shoot into the face of my worries
and out of the two halves will break
the father of all mirrors
He waves 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 bad is good, in me
The curiosity lengthens my dream
the white fairy sings and laughs
she has violently made me pregnant
and tortures me pregnant through the night
the father of all mirrors
He waves 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 bad is good, in me
And how I defend myself against the pains of birth
in the cradle yet still whoring
I see at the same time how I give birth
and devour the afterbirth
You are the most beautiful child...
