Dazed in a paranoical perspective of myself
Lost between the thin words left to the wind
to find myself back

pleased in my own madness
nights and nights spent
next to a mirror

pretending to forget everything with a stitched mouth
grinding teeth on a glass tongue
Emotions leave scars to the soul time heals them

but the mind does not ....
Emotions leave scars to the soul time heals them
but the mind does not forget

Cherished in illusions gone forever
i'm not able to lope, i see them so far and cold
as a seal of sterile life spent chasing the unseen

i fade my memories with vices, i cheat the time tricking myself, myself!
i find myself back pleased in my own, my lovely madness
wise or fool? my lovely madness, wise or foooooooooooooooooooooool?