You on the other side of this perverted echo
I'm now a toy and you kill my faded ego
For those who rejoice in reveling in strange things
To touch closely the impenetrable thoughts of beings
And kill the apathy that they face in their own reflection

That smile, my smile is only a knife-drawn facade
Only their black eyes immersed into the void could erase that
Those who don't see, those who don't lie and those who can read the truth
Why?
Stuck in this dilapidated carousel turning into infinity
Stuck in this endless day, this spiral sinking into absurdity

Every day I put on my trained monkey suit
And I tirelessly do my trick over and over again
Surrounded by these shiny plastic clowning faces

It will have been enough of a spark
The frightened child is now sleeping soundly

It's now my turn to play with souls and bodies
I laugh, I run, I dance, I enjoy this ballet of unspeakable feelings

I thought that all of this would be fun
Why?
But I see (Why?) everything slipping into a beautiful nonsense