Текст песни Исчадие - Я убита

the most gentle and sensitive baby doll
I let you worship
I want to kiss your hands
your snot on them like flour
I want to be a joy thy
from you fresh trash blows
let this feeling between us
It will be a mystery with your antennae
a bee delicate and beautiful
as the beaver you sultry and passionate
beetle you are arrogant and careless
a dirty whore you forever
like a bum you are sincere and nezhny
as the Apollo you without clothes
like a god you dress
as the mandrel Do not be shy
Jam. fucking. enough
and indeed if you god
a train
who was able
I want to eat you
from one trough
I killed
I killed
I killed