Adrian Wiśniewski - Piękno jak nóż

Did God give me my talent so he could have fun at my expense? Did he want to make me a tool so I could see someone's genius? This perfect harmony is like an unhealing wound, pure beauty sounds so divine, but it's like poison in the blood, when beauty like a knife hurts you, your anger is understandable, feed on it, draw from this hatred, humiliated. Cry and scream when beauty like a knife hurts you, surrender to it and suffer, fuel this grief. Experience the pleasure of elation, scream and cry! Every sound is tormenting and intoxicating, every phrase brings me to my knees, I feel that I am standing on a precipice, but something cannot be undone. I thrash around like an animal in a cage, maybe I'm losing my mind, because how can you love something so much and hate it so much? When beauty like a knife hurts you your anger is understandable, feed on it, draw from this hate, humiliated, cry and scream when beauty like a knife hurts you give in and suffer, feed this grief. Experience the pleasure of elation, scream and cry. Every sound torments and intoxicates, every phrase brings you to your knees, when beauty like a knife hurts you, your anger is understandable, feed on it, draw from this hatred, humiliated. Cry and scream when beauty like a knife hurts you, give in and suffer, feed this grief, experience pleasure in elation, scream and cry!