Swimming Horses

(álbum: Hyæna - 1984)

Falling in your, falling in your in your arms
Fish on a line, learns to live on dry land
Thrown back again to drown

Kinder with poison
Then pushed down the well or a face burnt to hell
Feel the cruel stones breaking her bones
Dead before born
Words fall in ruins but no sound
She's dying of your shame she's maimed by your pain
He gives birth to swimming horses

Fish on a line, walking on dry land
But back in the water to drown we drown
Floating in sky
He gives birth to swimming horses

Take a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side
the weightlessness under water forgets in slow motion
And watches pointless tortures
He gives birth to swimming horses
Floating in sky like fishes can fly through your arms