My veins are splitting and the livers are itching.
My throat is dry, complains when the beast is there.
Digging without its hands, the stomach bathes and asks me.
If the cancers are still eating in my head.
I keep silent, I don't want him to worry.
In pieces, Liquefaction of the bumpy masses.
When the rodents gnaw...
No one is surprised anymore when a few fingers pierce me.
My head hurts!
Putting convolutions.
Vampires lounge around.
I twists and convulses me.
She rolls my eyes.
Shows me this body in the mirror: I no longer have my place there.
Many lives exhaust me from the inside.
Crossed, consumed, I am tired of waiting for the bad hour.
The vermin swoons, admires itself.
Before the beautiful brain.
God lets me learn: "My flesh is really meat."
My stringy envelope questions itself.
Doctor who growls in my empty body, and resonates.
I no longer understand when he speaks.
My senses are absent and the tumor is enjoying itself.
My head hurts!
How can I tell you?
What if you get angry and what if I give up.
My pills taste good and easy, my mouth will be docile.
Leave me!
Stalk and only hurt me!
Leave me empty!
I'm so scared!
Fear is weakness, it only kills you!
When he dies!
The beast doesn't cry, always laughs inside you!
I'm so hurt!
Evils are weaknesses and only kill you!
When it cries!
The beast does not cry!
The eye in the center no longer opens, no longer knows.
If I lie again or if I no longer love myself.
Inside, the roaring, furious crisis freezes.
The sounds breathe into the breath of hearts.
Think: "I'm warning you, someone's taking you!
I'm warning you, someone's lying to you!" How long?
How many winds will still pass in silence?
How many times will my soft teeth fall?
My dreams call to me, always mingling: it's deaf.
My life interests him, the suicide nights follow one another.
Taking precedence over the cure that is pleaded to me.
Evils will never be wise.
I am the Soul of fathers masters who lives you, the one who feels you.
My daughter, this is your heritage.
I am the one who walks in the heart of the head, the one who sells you.
Evils will not be never wise.
I, the merchant of weak flesh, I take you when you invite me, I am you and you are me.
Child comes to kiss me tenderly.
I so afraid!
Fear is weakness, it only kills you!
When he dies!
The beast doesn't cry, always laughs in you!
I'm so hurt !
Evils are weaknesses and only kill you!
When he cries!
Fear is weakness, it only kills you!
I'm so afraid!
/>The beast does not cry, always laughs in you!
When he dies!
Evils are weaknesses and only kill you!
The beast does not cry, always lives in me.
Stalk and hurt only me.

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