From the cosmic swarm of cryptic movements
It sounds like a weird call, the melody: no sense at all!
I'm the creator of a drug and I pledge nothing!
But the nothing corrodes me!
When does the skin will be liquefied?
When can I sleep with my bones in ecstasy?
And I? Am I the result of logarithms?
I'm the sacrilege, the fear, the words I can't hide
The hope for a future without blood that draw my jitters!
When the flesh will conjure decisions?
Embrace, corrupt and follow blood, infected
Just another chapter to erase me with
Texture of delight, conform to my own mind
Just another chapter to erase me
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with
Texture of delight conform to my own mind
Overthrowing stability - is my reactor
And the light energize these fingers
With your strength save my weak mind
I am my worst enemy!
Texture of delight conform to my own mind
Just another texture of delight,
Conform to my own mind
Chapter to erase me
Little pressure on these hands with the fear I cannot hide
Another loss for my behaviour and you erase me with
Texture of delight conform to my own MIND