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