Cesspool from Naka (Album) by Leave Everything And Run

In the delirium of my control. A cesspool.
Mawkishly fragrant. A flower meadow.
Chunks of puke dried up.
Easily digestible - in small doses.
I should clean myself.
Am I poured from steel?
But everything belongs to the game.
I can be bare or come to an end.

My cells collapse increasingly in the greenhouse.
Broken porcelain dust falls out of my hair.
My dirty feet obey a strange will.

Carry the apes on my back.

My hands are bruised.
Purulent crusts cover my skin.

My joints are skipping.
Mechanically controlled movements.

The pain starts
with a drawing. Entrails of burn

burning house ravines.
An aggressive harmony begins.

The devil whets his Trident.
My continued growing desires.

...... shit no more
...... heart no more
...... shit no more

My avarice breaks through my mind.
Does not want to clean around my soul.
My backbreaking rhythm.
My nose and my tongue.
Sweat runs through my veins.

Deserted Chambers of a Queen.
Raped kingdom by the heart.

I taste my smell.
My continued growing desires.

Until I can smell the shit no more.
Until the pressure lets me implode.
Until my screams let me go blind.
Until I don´t like to feel my heart no more.

• Alternative
• independent
• noise
• shoegaze
• Hanover