A Nausea Songtext
von Naevus

From greying folds his carcass will rise
Into the broken morning, haloed with flies
His body will move through air and through smoke
Trailing in ash where once there was oak

Pornographer of the heart
Taxidermist of the mind
Itching with a nausea
For other people′s lives


He will devise a portent system
Hidden away from us in swathes of pain
He watches Lovesick and eats up his porridge
Never sats on de plane

Pornographer of the heart
Taxidermist of the mind
Itching with a nausea
For other people's lives

He needs for nothing, or nothing that′s known
To anyone who may come near
His shiftless body is aching with wonder
Wondering what it is doing here


Pornographer of the heart
Taxidermist of the mind
Itching with a nausea
For other people's lives