I dip my hands into the cold
I am touching the razor, a little of blood is dipping and It's funny to me
Look, the droplets are forming drawings
Proud I have artistic veins
The side of my eye is capturing the shadows
But before I know it, they're joined with real ones
I feel it around me
I dont know what their goal is, but they're in my house
And hallucinations are moving sneakily
Illigos, vibrations in the ground
A voice that cannot be understood freezes the sensations
I stop, Ι try hard to think about it
Maybe the ground is vibrating because I'm not reacting
I'm going to speak but I can't even remember what I'm saying
My arms feel weak and I don't know if I'm kneeling
A veil blurs my landscape
Which prevents me, I don't analyze anything
They look at me, I feel it and they feel that I'm afraid
The red gleams in the blur that we look at
Razor in my hands
I head to the mirror to see what's pale
I wipe the smile from the tips of my lips
Let them see how beautifully I laugh