I have been running for the vacuum I talked today with him Made me remember the past The misfortunes of our future Tearing my veins You did of my blood One liquid explosive Drains for the mouth and ears As if it was The bitter of the non soluction Its provokes me emotions I want the soluction I want the suicide My soul wants to follow him My eyes of fear staring at him As in salvation I have doubt if they are dreams or nightmares If they are angels or demons