Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
The boy is still a child He cannot easily feast on the [bad word] of wisdom The seasons passed him by Left behind, he knelt down Mischievous eyes bore into his back Growing sharper all the time There’s a sharp, shining knife in my back But someone please hold me chokingly fragrant olive The boy met a girl “You poor thing”, she said as she held him “I’ve finally found you” he said as he cried I want to put all my feelings into words But I’m panting so hard I can’t speak There’s an apple wobbling deep in my throat Reach in and scoop out all my feelings There’s a sharp, shining knife in my back But please hold me tight I want to put all my feelings into words But I’m panting so hard I can’t speak There’s an apple wobbling deep in my throat It’s panicking, unable to rot away There’s a sharp, shining knife in my back I’m covered in blood, please hold me There’s an apple wobbling deep in my throat An apple that will keep wobbling there until the day I am reborn