Il passaggio esistenziale tra la vita e la morte non è certo un turbamento per noi microbi astuti ma il teorema rimane irrisolto e il nemico lancia il dado sbagliando la mira
This is the deceit of hate in binding us to our enemy in a close embrace This is the obscenity of war in the intimacy of blood reciprocally mixed into a bleak intersection lustful closeness of two soldiers stabbing to each other staring at their eyes virile sacrality of trouble
E intanto il nemico inesistente lancia il dado esplosivo
Caressed by the wish of blood we drink blameble tastes on our bodies like old daydreaming widows' coiffure Diamond-like mounted skeletons are now watching over our breath but, by now, are useless spectators of a useless empty curtain shut up in the oblivion of a mind which won't dream anylonger
E intanto il nemico inesistente lancia il dado esplosivo sbagliando la miraTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
