A loop in the middle
of the line-track
of life

gathering the final dreams
but yawning
infinite abyss of sorrow
eternal man-dness
desire
extasis
pale
golden
dream
that's bringing
the knowledge
and dusk
from an era to new dawn
golden as well the fishes
and Sun and mirror
and stars
and fire
thats burning
inside the chest

Oh! You and my multiple hearts
hidding yourself to the public,
full of old and pernicious wishes
ready to die in each single moment

pausa

30 seconds later we'll watch
where the night deposit
a scumbag inside a box
and a box inside a bag
as and old, and pernicious too
tendentious joke.