Текст песни Portrait of the Minus Man - Lydia Lunch

Lonesome train cries like a deadman
Bruised skin blood kissed hands
Siren howl echo, parks in panic
Portrait of the minus man

Helicopters scan for perpetrators
Broken body face down in the sand
Innocence stumbles into slaughter
Portrait of the minus man

Temptation is greater than memory

Standing on the edge of everything
He's like a comet no one knows is falling
Don't know, don't know
Don't know, don't know

This is a devil that I don't know

Sleep the assaliant creeps toward him
Knife in teeth, crusted grin
Night lights casting shadows
That the naked eye lives to regret
Neck deep in dangerous waters
A shipwreck of self in a parallel universe
Lost in twilight's surrender

He's robbing the pleasure bank
Each strangled breath
Is an angel's kiss

He's like a bullet through smoke
He's got blood in his shoes
His next victim could be you

Lonesome train cries like a deadman
Bruised skin blood kissed hands
Siren howl echo, parks in panic
Portrait of the minus man

Helicopters scan for perpetrators
Broken body face down in the sand
Innocence stumbles into slaughter
Portrait of the minus man