You look

You look…

You look at beauty but you want to ruin it
You hate poverty, but you choose to steal
You are alone in the jungle of your madness…
You listen to the music
But you would like to scream
You fall asleep in the meadows
But you want to burn the trees
You are lost in the jungle of your dryness

You’ re having dinner with the black snake
Crawling like him in his paradise…

One evening someone
has followed you home
You were watching TV
Half-drunk…
The front door, is coming down
Then a gunshot, and night forever…

You’ re having dinner with the black snake
Crawling like him in his hell….

You have exceeded the limit of the night
You have burned the trees of your life
You are, you are doomed to be reborn…
You are doomed to be reborn…
To be reborn…