DOWN TO EARTH FLAVOR

I went
I go
I was
I am
I came
I come
back to the trash of the sound
down down to the dirty ground

Would you have mercy to suck this poison out of me, please?

Would you aloud me to drink your bitter-sweet juice of pleasure?

The clouds makes me dream because they have no shape defined.

Cruelty.

All I wanna do.

Anxiety.

All I want from you.

Sin, sin, sin.

I don't care about the scene.

Fuck The New Rave Freak.

I loved.
I enjoyed.
But I stop it.
Because I lost it.

Hey, Posers of Hedonism;

Give up the shit-fetish.

Forget about the lightsticks.

Now just listen to me.

I will finish this emptyness.

I will move on to the next level.

Sooner or later all of you will see.

Believe me, now Iwill stop to speak.