The revealing gesture that I alone have seen
The cruel comment that I did not forget
And that I keep incubating
The appointment of rigour with Doctor Amor
I’m not feeling well today,
It is the medication
That he's prescribing me
Let me search where there isn’t
Reality is not the truth here
Watch me dictate my own law
The rationale is not normal here
(The day by day of my psychopathy)
The crystal spider in the living room
Finished its web and without blinking
Keeps looking at me
Saturn will send a hexagonal pulse
You’ll ask: "Why?"
I’m going to answer you:
"They are programming us"
Let me search where there isn’t
Reality is not the truth here
Watch me dictate my own law
The rationale is not normal here
(The day by day of my psychopathy)
The cruel comment...
I’m not feeling well today...
What else does it matter?
What else does it matter?
Let me search where there isn’t
Reality is not the truth here
Watch me dictate my own law
The rationale is not normal here
Fighting, taking on
Reality is not the truth here
To pervert, to bless
The rationale is not normal,
It is not the truth here