I have been running for the vacuum
I talked today with him
Made me remember the past
The misfortunes of our future
Tearing my veins
You did of my blood
One liquid explosive
Drains for the mouth and ears

As if it was
The bitter of the non soluction

Its provokes me emotions
I want the soluction
I want the suicide
My soul wants to follow him
My eyes of fear staring at him
As in salvation
I have doubt if they are dreams or nightmares
If they are angels or demons