Step by step,
Stitch by stitch,
I came to this point.
At two o'clock in the middle of the night,
Not a soul around.
Chaos and fusion in my head,
Crying stars lie in puddles.
I'm seized by a chill of terror,
Though I stand still and don't even breathe...
Chorus:
And I choose the blade.
For the fiercest monsters,
The sharpest of double-edged blades... (2 times)
Mixing up the color and the scent,
North, south, east and west
Everywhere I imagine
The drunken voice of Frank Zappa
No moon, not a drop of wax.
Where is your narrow strip?
Deep in my spinal cord,
A strange premonition...