[Lyric: Marco Deplano]



SLICES

SLICES OF MY LIMBS

FALLING

OVER YOUR BEST COLLECTION OF FEELINGS



THEY ARE STARING AND SMILING

AS FROM A PHOTOBOOK



WHERE ALL YOUR BELOVED ONES

DANCE NAKED



STRIPPED OF EVERY SHAME

AND EVERY FEAR OF EVERY DAY



AND THEY ARE DANCING

DANCING AROUND

LOOSING HAIRS

AS TIME GOES BY



LEAVES ARE RAINING

ON THE CORPSES OF THE CHOSEN ONES

WHILE MAGMA AND SNOW ARE DEVOURING

ANY CERTAINTY LEFT FOR US



SLOWLY TURNING PALE

IN YOUR EMBRACE