I was picking up the dismembered body Piece by piece as a puzzle Here is the soft head - it's bones are shattered I extracted the brain, sucked it out with vacuum cleaner And I thrust an air-balloon inside through the torn mouth To preserve the form of the skull The trunk was reminding a battlefield: Multiple slash wounds, craters and blisters from burns The broken ribs, when pressed a bit, Were piercing the skin as toilet-paper It was difficult to define, where front was, and where back Rooted out limbs made this hard task even more complicated I even don't know is it a man or a woman? Sexual attributes are disfigured and depersonalized As if they were intentionally plowed by a tractor A pile of useless forcemeat with a proud name - the human beingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
