Chainsaw (English) Testo

In the womb I was given a dazzling chain sawMy first choice to make in search of my own will
Clinging to that limitless freedom
I bade farewell and dropped, tearing open warm flesh
My screams pour from the opening I've torn out
Looking up into a spiral of light, my existence has become ripe
Within a fountain of blood
And someone's sadness
I am always in the middle
The body which undulates.
I am a chain saw.
The fact which isn't changed.
I am a chain saw.
Still lacking my own personality
I can't erase the feeling of being torn apart
Within a fountain of blood
And someone's hatred
I am always in the middle
The body which undulates.
I am a chain saw.
The fact which isn't changed.
I am a chain saw.