convivono così splendidamente bene e soprattutto sono direttamente proporzionali.


Where are you?
Are you surrounded by things we cannot penetrate?
Is the cage you love the home you also hate?

Your fear of death attracts such strange objects
Smothering you, hiding you, don't let it spoil you
Show yourself so the others may see you
So the others may feed you
They want to be near you

[...]
Poor little ghost boy
Let me be your human toy

I'll wrap my last kiss in a bandage.