The Mushroom Diarrhoea

I cross the mountains, i plane

I let myself glide over the breeze

Slowly, grazing the woods - and you'll let me go

I jump down the stairwell, but the fall is soft

Then i run away, free, untouchable

Protected by spores.

Back to the parallel floor i'm a psychosomatic prey

The more i think negative the more my life fades

Here on the shittiest train or queued up in some gloomy office

Drugged by sex or tv serials -

Bored by the umpteenth useless chat

Just to see her once more under my balls.

Watch me as i suffocate in these old trivial thoughts

Subjected to human heaviness, absorbed by this halo of social failure.

Drowning among the crowd i feel an impulse of death

Though sadly aware that it's me the one getting progressively fucked.

Another bolivian guerrilla

Piling up corpses of rich drug-dealers' wives

Reduced to pieces by my unstoppable machete

- a private apocalypse of rapes and blood

Then serbian freedom-fighter torturing a yankee pilot

Fallen with his "invisible" bomber right on my orthodox church

Back to the parallel floor i'm a psychosomatic prey

As paranoias increase the spores die away

Here on the shittiest train or queued up in some gloomy office

Drugged by sex or tv serials -

Bored by the umpteenth useless chat

Just to see her once more under my balls.

Watch me as i suffocate in these old trivial thoughts

Subjected to human heaviness, absorbed by this halo of social failure.

Drowning among the crowd i feel an impulse of death

Though sadly aware that it's me the one getting progressively fucked.

People's extinction comes true only in a non-synchronized planet

That roams in the universe,

The universe behind my eyes.