Sequence 4 - First Tasting of Faecal Matter lyrics

Lonely, knelt down the bench, in the park,

tears came from my eyes...

A fowl came to shit on me / "You are on our side!"

I came back everyday, and talked to them...

Until the Demiurge get rid of them...

Caught by a racinian paralysis...

The absence and loss of the balance notion

The hangman went back to work...

seeing my fear, an angel wanted to leave his wings to me...

Beaten up and the mob doesn't think about me...

They won't free me...

I wanted to head for my mirror and cruelty mask...

My face was nothing but the most sordid animality...

I rushed for the window to howl to the mob my difference...

As I noticed I had no more tongue...