In this land we're shipwreck victims in a seaside of jam and blood,
You can hold your nightmares and your madness moulding your desires without hands,
Crazy cats with steel's nails are telling about cruelty caresses,
Walls are shouting, they're animated by grottesque whishpers
Six heads candelabras tell stories about vampiric themes;
In this heaven of stupids, puppets of flesh and stone with black coal heads blinded by pearls because they've wanted the human essence
The mother nurses her children with strawberry gas, to numb the senses and dissolve the fear like an anaesthesia
Cybernetic chrysanthemum are crying slices of cross;
There are frozen and metallic sheets for whom suffers the cold
Reproach against the childish ingenuousness
Cocaine for whom suffers the insomnia,
Liquid bullet for whom yearns the presidential power,
Houses of rust for whom looks for safety,
Nail's dolls for whom looks for tenderness
Every desire will not be satisfied,
Every need will not be fulfilled
Cocaine for whom suffers the insomnia,
Liquid bullet for whom yearns the presidential power,
Cybernetic chrysanthemum are crying slices of cross
There are frozen and metallic sheets for whom suffers the cold