i am here in blood iam cryin
call out in stupefaction
no my dear you live in fiction
this is not life…just dyin“
i swalow the sun again
in sorrow but ever joyful
kill the body love the pain
with shiny fait and ever grateful
sage they know that im liar
invisible i try to see
but in days i beat the darkness
my balls are falls in flaming three.
or who knows pissted winner
and who i s ever joyfull sick?
the one who can burn in fever
or the one who bleed in licks?