מילים לשיר Pornography – Cure

A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect
In an electric glare
As we all fall down
She found his last picture
An image of the queen
The old man cracks with age
In the ashes of the fire
Sour yellow sounds inside my head
Echoes round the sweating bed
And films
In books
And in heaven
And in life
The sound of slaughter
As your body turns
But it's too late A desire for flesh
One more day like today and I'll kill you
And real blood
I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes Find a cure
I must fight this sickness
I must fight this sickness.