"the streets of Paris are lonely and hiding,
the face of its statues are cold and they’re taunting me.
I climb the mane of the cast-iron lions,
they were spitting in the fountains swimming with sanctity.
A cacti bed leaves a prickly incision,
Your dirt of bright red, eroding face of fire.
I take a picture drowning underwater,
I’m taming metal beasts and crashing in the desert”
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