The sweat sticks, the flies buzz
Where the Swede is inside the cabins' doors
The blood is thick and flows sluggishly like the conversation
The words fall cold on the dinner table
Stomach feels bloated, the clock is ticking
Life flows on, casts sleepy glances
Through the TV window and sees that pattern
Repeats going ng after hallway and our own room feels
Claustrophobically shrinking, suffocating, the thought comes creeping
Crawling, crawling up to the surface we are
Cripples already as young people mutilated
Cast, named after the model
Known as Svennsson über alles
He lowers the volume from the sing-along on the rampart
Screams out his anxiety from a balcony somewhere but…
No one hears no one sees, man
Born and dies nothing more
Loneliness drives us to insanity
Humanity's time decreases with every hour
The garbage stinks the flies buzz
The air trembles with the heat and the wife she starts
But patience hums like the conversation
And the blood flows out on the dinner table
The stomach is bloated the clock has ticked
Life has run out it has almost been a week
The curtain is drawn in front of the window his room feels
As if it eats him like a cancer tumor
Hypochondriacally growing hissing psychologically cracking
Sizzling mythological f haunting
Is he covered with the evil that blows away all thoughtfulness
Life is slow decay
overflowered and soon overgrown with< br/>Man reaped in one blow hard to the forehead
This world makes it hard to breathe.. for
No one hears no one sees, man
Born and dies no more what
Loneliness drives us mad
Mankind's time decreases with every hour

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