In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall - Xiu Xiu

What happens in her without fun

Seeing my finger there

Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it

Name me three poems, fucker’s guilt

We are just one man

Twisting, twisting, twisted, twisted, twisted

Who there is, who is not bored by his fate?

Discolored the bite of a pear

Cut, cut love me, cut love me into your breast

Crush a pastry into your breast

Bite your only lover’s blood

To have learned nothing

Stitch it, stitch it, stitch it, stitch it, stitch it

Tell me who I had to bewitch?

Passerby who has a toilet

Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

Who there is, who is not bored by this?

Discolored by the bite of an ox

Slit make me, slit make me into your breast

And crush an ash tray into your breast

Oh shit, can you hear?

Oh, can you hear the axe fall?

Jesse, ah aha

In lust you can hear the axe fall