Eric Benét
Why
I dance on grey skullsOf just hipocrites!On my shoulders I carryThe globe full of pools!I devour my own trailsOn which my homunculus hans!The comet shot out of my brainWill not reach the borders of the Space!Crowds of idiots trample downMy pregnant pituitary gland!I weep over my LonelinessSurrounded by my Friends!I must laugh at the kindnessOf my mortal Enemies!I open my Inward MindFor the icy breath of the endless ExistenceI want to change into an icicleOf the universal Reason!My heart turned to stoneTogether with the testicles of the Life!Thousands of hammers hitting the anvilOf my dark Destiny!Why?... Billion of Nothing!
From Letras Mania