Altes Fleisch
Till Lindemann
Old Flesh
I look at you, it gives me the creeps
'Cause what I see is disgusting
Everything about you is repulsive
You've completely let yourself go
I can't stand the sight
Your appearance makes me sick
An old withered shell
Black spots there in abundance
When I stand before you
When I look at you
Everything pale and pale
Everything limp and soft
Old flesh
Old flesh
The wrinkle pattern has worsened
The genitalia is atrophied
Hair grows everywhere
The shot falls long before the bang
We all must perish
I cry on the shards of the mirror
No one who still likes me now
Hope dies last, but every day
When I stand before you
When I look at you
Everything pale and pale
Everything limp and soft
Old flesh
Old flesh
Old flesh
Is not beautiful
Beautiful to look at
Old flesh
No one can stand
Should stay covered
We all must perish
Death laughs from the shards of the mirror
Life has long digested me
Shitty human skin
Flesh
Is not beautiful
Beautiful to look at
Old flesh
No one can stand
Should stay covered
Old flesh
I was so beautiful
What has happened?
Old flesh
The sight is horrifying
Old flesh on old skin