Kinder Des Teufels

I never had my tonsils removed

It was the nasal polyps at the age of six, six, six

And it was quite an exercise in terror

I'll tell you something far more interesting

Childhood is a fleeting thing, but trauma stays

See, a little while ago

Where the sick and crippled go

I collapsed to, to the floor

When from the faint I came around

I was still lying on the ground

My head held in a fish's lap

And mutant faces gawked and yapped

Now, here's the twist, to my surprise

When I slowly opened my eyes

In panic I wanted to kick and scream

I was convinced that I relived

That nightmare from when I was six

'Cause childhood is a fleeting thing but trauma stays