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