My little poet that will be maybe coverted to song someday
Lonely World isnt that mine
In my fantasy are cute beasts
with long,shiny and bright hair
eating them will bring you extasy
childhood-like living without roof
dreaming right under my shiny moon
maybe you saying Im fool
But Im answering, you are too
I dont care what do you think
how my life is supposed to be
If i wanna be a headless dragon
noone of us can stop me
Pacho 