Torn billboards under the storm
Grafitti covers all the subway
Pylons, dynamos and power plants: this is my fave landscape
My cigarette is the lighthouse
In the quay I will be with a firegun
Keep your head down when you pass me by
You're talking to the number one
You wasted my time but like a risen phoenix here I go
*(parte da letra faltando)
No symbol is eternal
No surprise is lethal