A cool sound.

His belly burning, his belt pulled down
His belly burning,
He prowls along the relaxed window
His belly burning,

A distant gaze, mist beneath his eyes
He wants, he wants these fearful wishes
For them, an excuse rooted in his mind
Vital hope, a second life, a natal rebirth.

Life in fragments, a lost gaze
He advances, under the harsh blows, lost.

Distant space, smoke in his gills
Bronchus and madness
He prowls along the relaxed window
His belly burning,

Adjusted and mediocrity, his ideology
Madness, gluttony, passion
His derision, a hedgehog at the meal,
Step by step, congested
Hope, exaggeration, simple
Enumeration, the accounts
A tale without crystals,

Bronchus and madness
He prowls along the relaxed window

His belly burning,
His belly burning,

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