Cocaine
If the friends are good to me
the white fairy is bending her bow
shoots into the face of my worries
and out of the two halves
breaks the father of all mirrors
He`s waving at me and I bend
and he`s whispering in my ear
You are the sweetest child of all
I`ll keep you as my own blood
you are the nicest child of all
in me, even the evil is good
The curiosity is making my dream longer
the white fairy, she sings and she laughs
she made me pregnant violently
and pregnant as I am is torturing me through the night
the father of all mirrors
He`s waving at me and I bend
and he`s whispering in my ear
You are the sweetest child of all
I`ll keep you as my own blood
you are the nicest child of all
in me, even the evil is good
And as I defend myself against the pains of birth
still being a bitch in the cradle
watch me while I give birth
and devour the own afterbirth
You are the sweetest child of all...