Kinderfeld

Kinderfeld
He lives inside my mouth
And tells me what to say
When he turns the trains
On he makes it go away
The hands are cracked and dirty and
The nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on he
Unties all of the strings

Tell me something beautiful
Tell me something free
Tell me something beautiful
And I wish that I could be
Then I got my wings and I never even knew it
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it
Come, come
Toys all smell like children
And scab-knees will obey
I'll just have to kneel on broomsticks
Just to make it go away
(the inauguration of the worm)
Then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it
Because today
Is black
Because there is no turning back
Because your lies have watered me
I have become the strongest weed
The taste of metal
Dis integrator
Three holes upon the leather belt
It's cut and swollen
And the age is swollen
There's no one here to save our self

This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
En 'Kinderfeld' de Marilyn Manson, el narrador describe la presencia perturbadora de una voz interna que controla sus acciones y palabras, aparentemente eliminando sus preocupaciones y decisiones propias...