Taste of Medicine — текст песни (Xymox)

The sky is low and the clouds are mean

His mood burns like kerosene

The air seems charged with a special qualm

It feels like fahrenheit four five one, four five one

Malice burns like a constant pain

It will never be the same again

Her body is tense to the touch of fear

The terror screams ring my ears, pure and clear, pure and clear



It sends a shiver down my spine

Through these walls I hear her whine

It sends a shiver down my spine

I lost faith in humankind



A throbbing sound, a suffering voice, pleading on and on and on

A taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicine



The worms were severed in his head

I tried to think of what, of what they said

The cleaving currents of dispute

Now leave you with a bad repute, another one, another one

You set your seam with your hands

The giving comes, the taking ends, the talking hands



It sends a shiver down my spine

Through these walls I hear her whine

It sends a shiver down my spine

I lost faith in humankind



She shouts, screams and cries; its not his fault, keep him here

Come , hurry , run, run,

A taste of your medicine, a taste of your medicine