Текст песни Отто дикс - Гот

She cut her hair with a razor

And painted them black

Bloody stripes on the wrists

And there is no turning back ...

Chorus: Eternal mourning, longing and crucifixion ...

No smiles on black lips ...

These kids are playing with curses

And they want to stay in their dreams ...

Night is considered a goddess for them,

And for God - a bloody sunset ...

There are so many of them wandering around the world,

These gloomy and pale guys ...

Chorus.

She locked the door to her world tightly,

Maybe the demon will come for her ...

And embracing, he whispers in her ear:

"Sleep well, my little goth!