Singing to a demon I’ve willingly called

Follow after the imprints

I'll raise my cupped hands and occupy

Walking across the poorly lit street

An Art-Deco obsession

Little noise I sang out of my mouth

You didn’t notice the disco bell

Psalms of the silent

You see only me:

Obsession in the middle of a burning fire

Make a wife. Sick fuck

You would do anything

Do you support me?

This is not a ticket to a good life

Pierrot-painted mask

Fool of a clown