Текст песни Deathful (feat. Tunde Adebimpe) - Subtle

A nothingness is

Number in the jungle
Turned up with nothing but a loin cloth
To protect your tender penis from what's danger and the wildlife
Hush in your blood
To hear the grass break: break
Beneath a different thing
Of where the edible the thread
The clump the thieves too
The hung strung around your neck
Put the matches in your left hand
Something sharp in your right
Fact: When one first finds themselves to kill,
They will be lucky to fall, even the old and the ill

And while the killing will grow easy
It will never grow less complicated
Why, what kind of killer are you?
Did you dig through, and see death unfinished
And did you just shut your breath and survive?
What kind of killer are you?
Did you decide?
You'd rather starve than go on taking the stage
There's a naturalistic degree up on the guts spray
Did you decide you'd rather starve than go on taking the stage
Decide you'd rather starve than go on taking the stage

When one first finds themselves to kill, they will be lucky to fall, even the old and the ill (x8)

Killer (x4)

Killer. Is it you was? Is you what? (x3)
Killer. Is it you was?

And when you always eat around the wishbone
And thank your cocks you're calling for what's called destruction
And then you still feel deathful
With only matchs, weapon, and less questions
And would you now to serve small slices of unraveled human arm
Or dig your tongue or which you now dig past your stomache from the rungs of the ill or the young
And is this the full of which you've come
But just when there is none
Knowing only to survive the scarred
Deathful
And the one dusk of what's done
And so I ask, what kind of killer are you? Where'd you become?

Did you,
Dig through?
It's death
Affection
(X2)

Did you,; When one first finds themselves to kill,
Dig through?; they will be lucky to fall, even the old and the ill
It's death; When one first finds themselves to kill,
Affection; they will be lucky to fall, even the old and the ill
(X2)