Anorexia Nervosa - Cycle III Man-machine lyrics

I was to close this strange compendium...

Fixed mirror...

This wall where I've climbed on to all the night /

The astonishing disarray of the body its shrewd tongue that has just disappeared /

I would have liked

"He has not to do this" ...

Nothing more was possible /

Carnal torture & final stop...

This simple nothing

"Set me free" ...

Pacify my burns /

Flight ...

Reached belly & great smile ...