Scotch Delirio Mind
I've seen warriors and showers up and down the mountains And many broken papers yellowed with an age. I've seen it I've met it between the great mud. I've touched it I've smelled it it's really loathsome. I hate ! Rock your face ! Only way delirio mind! Shock on body lane ! Fire light delirio mind! Running through the confusion and explosion! Come back people only for emotion! I'm writing over this wall I'm running there for see you Dancing on the green roofs Of pretty houses in town. I see you I meet you Between the hot blood. I touch you I smell you: It's really going mad. I hate! Rock your face! Only way delirio mind! . . . I hate ! Rock your face! Only way delirio mind! . . .
