The Restricted Cerebral Capacity Lyrics

She´s waiting for the black uncle, dressed all in white
she has her womb full of blood
an unintentional implement of physical satisfying

let at disposal of a restricted cerebral capacity
scars that will never get healed up
forced simulation of comfort
a vaginal alien having a ride through the body

she might defy one day
and will not feel like a used implement of physical satisfying ... of the restricted cerebral capacity