I went to see the man, who claims to be the "Shephard of the sheep".
His room was broken into and vandalized
who forced the door? Who stole the truths?
Sometimes I wonder what I set about to found
and what is hiding still, through the swift fierce years.
Nothing around here I believe in.
Shepard was found naked and ashamed
asleep in the mouth of the day.
Dice already has been thrown
Goodbye goodbye.
Some people cry, truth will come.
Truth will out, poems are gone, light is dim.
Nothing around here I believe in.
Said: "Far from me I got no messages!"
Hero has looked in the mirror, with complete contempt.
Heroin has studied her face, and its defects.
Nothing around here I believe in.
Said: "Far from me I got no messages!"