Toxido

歌詞

Night is changing into day. City lights are switching off. Long, empty streets. I walk and my infinitude is cutting me in half. I lay down at the foot of the sky-scraper. I wish someone were here. The tenants are coming out still dreamy, smelling like coffee. When they se me lying, my legs spread and my eyes full of lon- ing, they halt with wide open eyes. The coldness of concrete freezes my bones. Maybe all is in vain. An elderly man approa- ches, a bag in his hand, and diffidently asks: would you come to my place. I say no, let?s do it here, so i can watch the rows of bells and the lists tenants while you penetrate me. He lea- ves; the coldness and humidity of the early morning give me shudders. I pick up my rags. Nobody else comes out. My desire for utter pain is crazy. Is it?