I'm looking at the mirror It isn't my reflection It's a hair fever It's a world infection I'm very hairy, they get out from all sides They break free out of my skin I'm in hair fever.
I'm looking at all people I see their putrefaction Their bodies become hairy That's a fact. I feel sick of hair I creep to the ground Hairy crowd treads me down
The water is around me And people are inside it I don't know what I'm doing I’m jumping on their heads. They don't cry 'cause they don't feel the pain. Joy for them is the end for me. I sink in hear…