| I've seen warriors and showers up and down the mountains | |
| And many broken papers yellowed with an age. | |
| I've seen it | |
| I've met it between the great mud. | |
| I've touched it | |
| I've smelled it | |
| it's really loathsome. | |
| I hate ! Rock your face ! Only way delirio mind! | |
| Shock on body lane ! Fire light delirio mind! | |
| Running through the confusion and explosion! | |
| Come back people only for emotion! | |
| I'm writing over this wall | |
| I'm running there for see you | |
| Dancing on the green roofs | |
| Of pretty houses in town. | |
| I see you | |
| I meet you | |
| Between the hot blood. | |
| I touch you | |
| I smell you: | |
| It's really going mad. | |
| I hate! Rock your face! | |
| Only way delirio mind! . . . | |
| I hate ! Rock your face! | |
| Only way delirio mind! . . . |