Naked Death Songtext
von Catapilla

With tasty, silent and naked hands,
The breaking days ways their commerce
The routine grey face broke on fools
We lay down bound to all these rules.

The factory who dissolves seem lost,
Rightly meaning, all of their cost,
They leave us from the search/invest,
And feed them all to set their heaps.


Staying impotent,
Settling down,
Just means that death,
Comes fast around.

And he felt he′s still living for
To cross the wreckage filled canal,
A rebel lost cast poisoned fish,
That he won't eat and he can wish.

Past dustbins filled with stray cartoons,
Garbage cans and rusty bins,
The stream of life calls, we divide,
The time and fear that we deny.


Staying impotent,
Settling down,
Just means that death,
Comes fast around.