Skin to skin
you cut the psyche...

Like for Terra,
the goddess of the earth...

You were wired, I
won't let you go with zinnias...

Hiding the meaning
of life, you caused the...

Sharing my sweetbread
with you in densely days when...

There was something
between the lips...

Let the dialogue begin
between the apostate and...

Life plays the tricks.
You become a meteor...

The art of faking
will not come to me...

This one-sided
dumb feeling, rising...

To erase your subtle pangs.
You become ingrained in verses...

Half your young age,
violence comes in choppers...