Stand up

dont sit in the dark

or should i call out the name of diokhan

the penetration of my brain is so sick

I feel it every night

wounds and licks

beyond the days of sympathy

a tragic friendship is lost in me

now pull the nails out of my body

the beast is a mirror

and the mirror shot me



Would you leave my head

Im inside your crimes

calling out the name of diokhan



Stand up

dont sit in the dark

you are still creeping here

and drinking another shark

the illustration of your mind

is just a trick

I smell it everywhere

rooks tres chique

beyond the nights of agony

a thousand friendships live in me

I pull the nails out of my body

the beast is a rhythm

and the rhythm got me



Would you leave my head

Im inside your mind

calling out the name of diokhan



Vanity

is a therapy

in your eyes

no you got to learn how to breathe

irony

is security

in your eyes

no you got to learn how to breathe



Vanity

is a therapy

in your eyes

no you got to learn how to breathe

irony

is security

in your eyes

no you got to learn how to breathe



Like a spy in my own army

you have come to

march all over me

I turn my back

you took your chance

I feel the knife

twist and turn in me