In my house The halls are empty And only serpents billow there
Some of them Are the pinnated serpents They want me to know when they're dying
Some others try To devour their own tails Thinking they can wrap the world
I tread their faces The human faces And I cannot hear the bones crack
Do I need the enemy Who doesn't know how to attack Nor cannot translate love to hate
Every night I nestle close Against the wet walls My eyes get used to dark
Raveling bodies Waving unceasingly And I'm still searching for the only one
The one whose face Is the most beautiful Only him has risen on the feed of my heart
And it's him Who had been seen by my side While I was painting tails on the sky
But my children were given The venom by him
I'll keep walking along the halls in my house Until everything of this ends Not afraid of that The snakes might run short I just don't want to know if I have already Trodden that one
