Dyptich Songtext
von Kiss the Anus of a Black Cat

And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children


Small stories of little fools are delusions of grandeur
Spade and dirt and heart-shaped flowers are but smirch and rule
Pierced by thorns and bleeding and to be pigeon-holed is poisonous
The juvenile′s dream is wayward, the reflex comes mumbling
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children
And some of us are bleeding children

And so the world will fall
Ours is a just cause