If aa dream shall enter the door would I turn into a fallen leaf? If I
could be a fallen leaf, then would you [bad word] me down and kiss my wounds
and reveal the emptiness... And bring me back again through that war field
where blossom the most beautiful cherries? Would you share with me the
highness stamped upon your jacket, upon your helmet, in your palm,
through my tired eyes? Again to golden beaches and extraordinary
gardens... I think there is no way you can understand what I feel, since
you can't belive in light if your senses have never been drowned in
total darkness. Whatever you see is nothing you could really share with
me... Whatever you hear, you smell, you touch seems like poisonous and
pager sperm upon your face and your hair. Did you know there is a
salvation called a gun? Did you know there is a salvation called a gun?
You can very easily belive in [bad word] on, let's see... Close your eyes,
grab with your fragile fingers my sight and recollect... Personal
trainers, K.Bjorn, Belame and Manplay, Cadinot, a french kiss and the
bolero standing side by side, lip by lip, breath by breath, skin on
swing along your lonely journey walking naked in a highway... You are my [bad word] and this is exactly what you deserve. You, my [bad word]  don't you have the courage to stand up like a man
or whatever you are fond of calling yourself, a stuf, a mistress, daisy,
beautiful, horny, anima... Don't you have the courage to stand up like a
man, face the mirror wich reflects only your hatred, bitterness and
isolation and do that movement you claim you know best? Open your mouth
and gentil force down the coldest steel you'll ever taste... Warm it up,
slowly in the beginning, spit it, oh yes that's right, spit it, lick it
now... Slowly... Yes... Do you like it? Do you like playing with it? Do you
feel the power? Are you now on the top of your world? Of this [bad word] on... Spit it... Pull the trigger... Yes... Maybe it will explode! You will
see! Pull the trigger, be a man, be my brother, be my hero, be a man,
pull the trigger now... Ohh yes, that's it ohhh yes, good boy... Good boy...
Good boys go to heaven.