I can' t hold the signs All innocence which bruises / why ? / I'm so close to the orchids ... They might know about my ambitions and tries I'd like to gamble the stars Unusual and sinless , way more than me I'm too close from what the violets warned me... come on... Little tricky porcupine Don't mess with me mister ! I know well how to kill a man and how it feels /how it bleeds If you beat my last card maybe god's not preaching enough.