Dall'album “Crime scenes”

It’s the wrong climate
No humidity
Humming humidity

It’s fate belongs to another time
Another place

Projections on fallen masonry
Ghosts of a once pagan place
Standing empty
I stand empty

Dead echoes don’t come back
His stopped cut out
F*ck you

Nothing ever happens
Unbelieving no one’s receiving
A vessel filled
Held and spilled
Nothing

A trace from another time
Another place

It’s simple
You don’t exist
You can’t possess me
You lose on a technicality

High in the architecture
Something’s moving
Nothing