Píseň: Sequence 4 First Tasting of Faecal Matter
- Interpret:
- Anorexia Nervosa
- Album:
- Exile
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,& talked to them... Until the Demiurge get rid of them... Caught by a racinian paralysis... The absence & 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 & the mob doesn't think about me... They won't free me... I wanted to head for my mirror & 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...
Exile (1997)
1. To Exclude From The Cycle Of Generations
2. Spiritu Fornicationis
3. Say The World That Fall In The Sky
4. The Unveiled Mirror
5. Divert The Necessities Of The Body
6. Against The Sail
7. Faith
8. First Tasting Of Faecal Matter
9. Acclaim New Master
10. Some Miracle Of Entrails
11. Spirit Of The Valley
12. Flesh Goes Out Without Grace
13. Running Of Mental Fluids
14. Prologue: To Exclude from the Cycle of Generations
15. Sequence 1 Spiritu Fornicationis
16. Sequence 2 Say the World That Fall in the Sky
17. Sequence 3 The Unveiled Mirror
18. Sequence 4 Divert the Necessities of the Body
19. Sequence 1 Against the Sail
21. Sequence 3 Acclaim New Master
22. Sequence 4 First Tasting of Faecal Matter
23. Sequence 1 Some Miracles of Entrails
24. Sequence 2 Spirit of the Valley
