I`ve seen warriors and showers up and down the mountains
And many broken papers yellowed with an age.
I`ve seen it
I`ve met it between the great mud.
I`ve touched it
I`ve smelled it
it`s really loathsome.
I hate ! Rock your face ! Only way delirio mind!
Shock on body lane ! Fire light delirio mind!
Running through the confusion and explosion!
Come back people only for emotion!
I`m writing over this wall
I`m running there for see you
Dancing on the green roofs
Of pretty houses in town.
I see you
I meet you
Between the hot blood.
I touch you
I smell you:
It`s really going mad.
I hate! Rock your face!
Only way delirio mind! . . .
I hate ! Rock your face!
Only way delirio mind! . . .