opens up her blouse to the cool night with no shaking of time because she has in mind a dark design now i´m a so-called cube speaking out, she said to me she said: hi, i´m twice coloured. wait till you see how they´re in love with my sickness there is no more time for the weaklings with an unfamiliar smile a self-destructive mind of dark design we may just live through life watching it from sweet repose cut up with knives that slice open i´m professional now everly, everly i can you not look at me through sides everly, everly i did you not summon up their kite? opens up her face to the delight of their red piercing beaks i didn´t hurt this time my dark design they leave her left behind slits into her all convinced that she´s their favourite way practicing but getting worse so high i´m twice coloured wait till you see i made a truce with the blackness dyer i know colours wait for you i feel so car-sick and alone