Текст песни Blood-Letting (Mothers) с переводом

I think it’s about time I was leaving

You’re stumbling over words

I don’t believe in

But I’m finding

New legs to walk with

I’ve been finding

New knives to kiss with

When you sleep

Your body turns ghost-white

And I can’t help but feeling

Like a fly on milk

I crawled back into myself alone

I am writhing with certainty

I am dancing with the slow death

Trembling like a drop of mercury

I touched your wrist beneath the blanket

No use now

In trying to change our old ways

When someone else’s name is stuck

Between your shoulder blades

Here are my hands

Reminding you of someone else’s hands

God is stuck

Singing himself to sleep

I am not the only one

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