Interlude Songtext
von Overo

The brain is really reaching
I see it bloody, whitish
The layer of skull
The brain in itself like a person is thinking
It′s made progress getting out
But it's Sitting there motionless
It has no way of enacting its will I want to reach my thumb and squinch into it
I feel a little disturbed but also glad
I still myself perfectly before myself
The sitting and skin peeled my skull
Missing a chunk.
Now I kick myself in the neck but my foot comes out past it
Like I don′t believe myself