It was in a quiet place,
not like the town
where you used to live.
But in that stillness,
still strange,
there beats the heart
of the greatest convulsion,
a logical contradiction,
but nobody can see
a thing.
Suddenly
the forces keepers of the order,
the dead religious manifestations
the Lords of each and every thing
the Opium of the masses,
they awake up much too violently
because the order they kept
isn`t it anymore
and the blood, as well as the rain
and the fire on this Land
are the only ones
that will wash the stains
of this reasonless order
kept under no concept.
So, everybody die now,
to resurrect and
to be born again.

4/8/92
SONGO
When I was 20 y/o