I was to close this strange compendium... Fixed mirror... This wall where I've climbed on to all the night / The astonishing disarray of the body its shrewd tongue that has just disappeared / I would have liked " He has not to do this " ... Nothing more was possible / Carnal torture & final stop... This simple nothing " Set me free " ... Pacify my burns / Flight ... Reached belly & great smile ... [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/anorexia_nervosa/sequence_1_some_miracle_of_entrails.html ]
