My True Body
Mi cuerpo verdadero
By angels of light · Writer: Angels Of Light
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Translation by Alejandra Mida
Original lyrics
Now I am your mute cousin,
Young shaved virgin whore,
On my prison steel bed I wait for you.
So follow me down,
I am weeping and torn,
Put your dirty white hands inside me.
These walls they are ringing,
With my tortured last screaming,
Now suck the fear from my belly.
The red sea is raging,
With my coughing and spitting,
My love is bitter sulpher burning.
Now I am your mute wife,
You wrote your name on my back with your knife,
My pain is pointless and endless.
I'm your stupid child now,
Who is shaking with grief in your mouth,
And I'm calling your name from hell...
The shining black horse on the ridge,
Is snorting and choking with it,
I can feel the texture of your suffering.
My memory's an ocean,
Littered with useless debris,
Please stop me now from thinking.
The white sun is rising,
Over the lavender hill,
I can see the footsteps of Jesus.
So where's my true body now,
Now that I've been consumed,
I'm dissolving inside of your future...
No I am not my body.
Young shaved virgin whore,
On my prison steel bed I wait for you.
So follow me down,
I am weeping and torn,
Put your dirty white hands inside me.
These walls they are ringing,
With my tortured last screaming,
Now suck the fear from my belly.
The red sea is raging,
With my coughing and spitting,
My love is bitter sulpher burning.
Now I am your mute wife,
You wrote your name on my back with your knife,
My pain is pointless and endless.
I'm your stupid child now,
Who is shaking with grief in your mouth,
And I'm calling your name from hell...
The shining black horse on the ridge,
Is snorting and choking with it,
I can feel the texture of your suffering.
My memory's an ocean,
Littered with useless debris,
Please stop me now from thinking.
The white sun is rising,
Over the lavender hill,
I can see the footsteps of Jesus.
So where's my true body now,
Now that I've been consumed,
I'm dissolving inside of your future...
No I am not my body.
Translation
Ahora yo soy tu primo mudo,
Joven virgen afeitado puta,
En mi cama de acero prisión te espero.
Así que seguiré,
Estoy llorando y desgarrado,
Ponga sus manos blancas sucias dentro de mí.
Estas paredes son de llamada,
Con mi último torturados gritos,
Ahora chupa el miedo de mi vientre.
El mar rojo se está librando,
Con mi tos y expectoración,
Mi amor es la combustión de azufre amargo.
Ahora yo soy tu esposa muda,
Usted escribió su nombre en la espalda con su cuchillo,
Mi dolor no tiene sentido y sin fin.
Soy tu hijo estúpido ahora,
¿Quién está sacudiendo con dolor en la boca,
Y estoy llamando a su nombre desde el infierno ...
El, brillante caballo negro en la cresta
Es resoplando y asfixia con él,
Puedo sentir la textura de su sufrimiento.
Mi memoria es un océano,
Llena de escombros inútiles,
Por favor, deja ya de mi pensamiento.
El sol blanco va en aumento,
Sobre la colina lavanda,
Puedo ver las huellas de Jesús.
Entonces, ¿dónde está mi verdadero cuerpo ahora,
Ahora que he sido consumida,
Estoy disolución interior de su futuro ...
No, yo no soy mi cuerpo.
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