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I was alone I was at home Until the fabric was torn The cord was cut My orbit had begun I was a simple being I was simply being Until I caught my own reflection In a spoon I am the egg I am the spark The fire in the dark I am fertilized, fully actualized A loaded gun Born near the blood red sun Born near the blood red sun I am not ignorant I am intelligent I'm not an ape I am the way I am the truth I am religion SongtexteI am politics I am a psychoanalyst I'm an inkblot shaped like Zeus I'm not an egg I'm a runny yolk Got no faith, I got no hope I'm the joke of all existence I am no one Burning beneath the blood red sun Just a burning beneath the blood red sun I am the body and the blood The earthquake and the flood I am the cancer born and growing in each and everyone To the beat of a blood red sun To the beat of a blood red sun Aus Songtexte Mania