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Psychotic brain



Moment of love

Spermatozoids and ova

Nine months...

Life: Mission

Certainty: Death

My psychotic brain

My psychotic brain



My life ideology not fit in in the normal patterns

My dreams are surreal

My body a garbage in the earth of the vanities

My idols are some drugged

My sanity is tested in the lunatic’s earth

Christ was crucified

The shame a lie  The fear is my worst fear

My psychotic brain



PSYCHOTIC BRAIN

PSYCHOTIC BRAIN



Bodies played in the ground

And I know who am me among them

I will go back to finish the work

My psychotic brain



To each instant the proof

My Master knows than I speak

My dreams are the opinion poll of the reality

My largest dream… distant reality

The words are always said meanings

No matter how superfluous they go

The shine of the eyes is my password

My psychotic brain



In the images of the past me and you  Tragedy and love, hate and blood

The lies returned as come in the past  The thorns of the roses cut

But they left the proof of the resurrection  My linked life to the silver string

The lights fade and everything is darkness The dead is a the trip

Body is nothing soul is the life  My psychotic brain