Songtext von External Reality

One butcher worked at the mincing works He put meat and bones through the mincer He dismember corpses and carcasses some more The whole year round to abstinence The moon rose above the mountain tops And his strongly wear out to ambitions He makes up one's mind to rape mostly corpse But the reckless action leads to conception Quiet voice one can hear remote He gives expression to one's feelings The son wasn't an extension of ancestor Nothing can extrenuate his wrong doing He died many years since I haven't seen him since The creation was extra-mural interment Beyond expression criminal connection External reality confirmed This abscessed slime conglomeration