Intro :
T hey settled in natural or sophisticated sceneries
W here they cultivate an air of death
B ig broken baby dolls maybe fucked
A nd we love them
T hey are so m eagre
They're scaring m e
They look so s our
And full of p ain
O h it's.. . horrible to s ee
B odies of the sick held prisoners
S unken shoulders and giant pubis
T he flesh has disappeared
T he bones are almost bare
A nd yet we love them
T hey are so m eagre
They're scaring m e
They look so s our
And full of p ain
I 've closed the magazine
R eturned it to the lady
I was feeling nauseous I don't wanna watch them anymore
I t's horrible and depressing
I t's an insult to the ir beauty
A ll those beauties in ruins
They are so m eagre
They're scaring m e
They look so s our
And full of p ain
A ll those beauties in ruins...