Magma: “Would we melt through friction?”
Stone: “No, my wordless stone is always one”
Magma: “So... may I laugh at your gray solitude?”
Stone: “You will never sing those songs
´Cause you can not bleed my stone
Those will never drink my nights
Behind these concrete words... there is a sun that cries with light”
Stone and Magma
Performance without passion
Drowned in Magma I breath
Watch me being reborn!
Watch me as I fuck!
Watch me as I cum!
Watch me as I die!
We Say: He is a mute man bound by his walls
A dreadful gut that eats silence
He is the eternities of life
A painting without impressions
A rare life that shines black
She is the killer of this death
She is the devil’s social bones
She is the breast which can dissolve
life and its twisted games
A torment that makes me sleep
The dissolved stone speaks in flames:
“Now I breathe and laugh her fires,
and all my words are too late”