Lyrics:

Her face is a fresh wound, honestly it's smashedIt's strange that she breathes, my sweet, little dead bodyOh no, she's not dyin', she's not burned completely.You hide between the walls your idiotic smileAnd I could lie to you, that there's something in youYou don't want to show your ashen-gray handsI won't tell you this, but to who will you give them?!And she never laughs, my burned little catAnd she never cries, she's lost her tearsThis overdose of pain is impossible to getI see the traces of the flames on her thin back!I don't wanna look at your handsI feel awful when you splutter, I am yoursI feel fear, when I gotta cuddle youEven though I know you are mine, mine!
Acid Drinkers Nagasaki Baby