Stop waiting at the window, mother There will be no return Just like the wind took the seeds away You knew you'd have to cut The blades, the bonds, the wire The notion of yourself And as the wind took the seeds away I have become the streams Das Messer schneidet tief ins Fleisch My blood feeds the earth Das Messer schneidet tief ins Fleisch When hearts grow wild We're of the same blood The d**h of a child Your love is a punch, pull, d**h and a cry When milk runs dry We're of the same blood The d**h of a child Your love is the blood red crust on a knife When milk runs dry Out of the womb I have returned again From the door with teeth Fight back, let go, cut deeper This is not my skin