If I get drunk, I can talk in english, terribly but I can.
If I get angry, I can scream like a damned crazy
And destroy you without touch you.
If you get hot, I can be love while you burn.
If I get high, I will talk as god,
And seduce your christian head.
I could cut all my skin and make a box with her,
Inside I would put my shit, my divine shit.
All hungry souls would live happy swimming in my shit.But, don't worry sweet kid… the box is yours.