Blood Blood Blood
No, not dead. Alive
Such, which pours, flows, boils
Such, which wouldn’t kill, but create

In the heart, in the heart, in the heart
So that it would hear the Hertz
Intervals, semitones
Strength to give Newtones

Into the muscles, into the muscles, Into the muscles
And so they wake
And carry me further
Like invisible pedals

From night to night. At night. Every night
Not to close your eyes
Not to stop, not to stand
To live, to be and to fly!

My dead God was gringo
You don’t know about my lingo
To live and fight is my Limbo
But in my soul the shining rainbow