We were the avengers of life The men without heads Playing with ourselves like marionettes We were lost in streams Lost inside an electric dream Believed we were ego cuasa sui Another God, another plastic machine We questioned the existence of other beside being ourselves Believed everything comes from nothing and that nothing comes from everything We saw our faces painted in neon colours A few electrifed faces Only scratched down, painted down on transparent flesh We were the avengers of life The men without heads Playing with ourselves like stupid marionettes We were infants Still bleeding in our mother's womb Black eyed kings Dead, cursed and doomed We saw our flesh as spots inside the misty dark of our brain And we believed that the perception only happend inside our heads