What do you see in my eyes?
What do you think I’m looking for?
there is a long night to live
there will be words
there will be illusions
and finally a sense of fullness
kidnapped from finding something
corrupted by an explosive happiness
hungry for joy
guilty of love
a large circle of steps confused
a glowing euphoria
a persevering mockery
we are the murderers of time
we are crystals on rocks, bright