Aberrant chains sounds Trigger voices of madness Shrill bells To perfect two men in the mirror Distorted trip of delirium Makes me wander in the edge of the roof Abscence of horror towards death It's make me enter to That poetic dance of mental illness I imarge almost so slow Like onirics beings attracted by confusion Strange subsistence paranoia It yell at me Let me take you through a day In the demonic life of my brain Through a decay minute