Childcraft Songtext
von Cloud Rat

I like pulling out your baby teeth
Looking down at the twelve-year-old girl, string-to-finger
Scalping her bones
Shunts in the brain


No remorse to the little one
Growing, closing
Losing her sense of wonder
Why wander anymore?
It′s safer now
Shit-sack of bones in a bow, sets it in front of you

I don't want to remember how bad it felt
To manually turn their heads
To walk them to their deaths
Burning their iris′, I put her to bed
You're safe now

I like pulling out your baby teeth