THE FISH
MUSIC & VIDEO BY MARTIN HYDE
this world that iv chosen
has come here to haunt me
a kiss of her lips
from the window
iv fallen
a poison so sweet
my quivering smile
a body arrested
awaiting too die
this life iv pretended
i can no longer
this wife i attempted
to love
i have slaughtered
destroyed anything that is left
here to wander
the sky is so beautiful
from here underwater
the fish
the fish
the fish
the fish
the fish
they have taught me
that sense is no longer
searching for food
or spaces to conquer
the end i fear
is here and now
nothing is something
i tried to belong
my body that breaks
in the waves beyond her
leaves fragments
of memories
that we had once flaunted
to live a better life
to have a better wife
thats nonsense
GIVE ME THE FUCKING KNIFE
so i can cut through the meat
because thats what it is
when the nerves have all died
and the mind is diseased
if i can no longer cry
or no longer feel
id rather be burried alive in
this dream than to heal
and so my muffled screams
almost no more oxygen
brain bubbles bursting
under my skull
i thought that we had something
i thought we could get along
to live in harmony
but i was wrong
let me rip
a hole in your face
to see your smile
has been erassed
with yours eyes
mixed with the dirt
does any of this hurt
Poème
les paroles sont tristes, mais belles.