Icy-cold in the air the moment lie
And creeps it's way at you
The small beast sits at the nape of your neck
and whispers the obscenity in your ear.
It groans and it hackles
and it makes you sick.
At the end, you spur the nagging.
You hold the reins (no doubt) with calm
However the game
you already have often lost
And it all remains, how it is, and it all remains
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
It is the animal in me.
Colder saliva on your neck
Out of town in wondrous skin
You pee my name in the snow
although you know it thaws in the morning.
The Army salutes again from Oxitocyn
In your blood
and your discipline danglings from a rope
kitted by hormonal rage
And it all remains, how it is, and it all remains
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
It is the animal in me
Stop me for a moment
And then at a distance
we are right behind the coo
and this pink clipboard
And you get to the next country
with great difficulty
In your arms
The child was dead
And it all remains, how it is, and it all remains
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
Stick your hand in my pocket
and search the animal in me,
The animal in me.
Until you awake in cold ash
It is the animal in me,
It is the animal in me.
It is the animal in me.