We were the avengers of life

The men without heads

Playing with ourselves like marionettes

We were lost in streams

Lost inside an electric dream

Believed we were ego cuasa sui

Another God, another plastic machine

We questioned the existence

of other beside being ourselves

Believed everything comes from nothing

and that nothing comes from everything

We saw our faces painted in neon colours

A few electrifed faces

Only scratched down, painted down on transparent flesh

We were the avengers of life

The men without heads

Playing with ourselves like stupid marionettes

We were infants Still bleeding in our mother's womb

Black eyed kings Dead, cursed and doomed

We saw our flesh as spots

inside the misty dark of our brain

And we believed that the perception

only happend inside our heads