KMFDM - The Smell

Sniffin, Niffin, Swine I am. Into the room where reeking smells Hide the haunting notes that swell Leaks into the suffering cells The consequences judged in Hell Document the details, glance I’ll trip over gates, just not chance Touch the tears, lick the dress Bleed for me with one caress Nothing spoken, nothing blamed Nothing given, nothing gained suck my finger, drop the gun Twisted into me, the deed is done The devil’s friend, just like mine Just one squeeze, you ain’t breathing Just one squeeze, you ain’t breathing Now, Here the drunken dangers lie Feed the fire and don’t receive Used to fear the hand of hate My meaningless and empty state Strength is equal to its need Satisfy your spreading seed My spreading seed My spreading seed