Exorcized By A Kiss Testo

another day on the tiny island. where the bombs refuse to blow in churches... i'm going by boat to a beautiful place. where the sea is so full of yachts and boats. that the smell of petrol wins the fight. against the smell of the sea. on another coast i see a diver drowning. a helicopter flies him to his new home. no rain is falling to kill the tropic heat, but. today it could have saved some lives. back in the night i see a jealous husband. shoot his young wife three times in her head. drowning, hanging in her own blood. her mother will cry for a week or two. tourists all over the playce. like a million ants in my bedroom. nice apartment-blocks will give them the room to roam. while all houses of character get ripped down. for the aunts of the ants. i can't stand it - a dozen vodkas later in my club. i hit a guy, go wrong and mad. a bouncer knocks me from the back. my lips spit a bit of blood. i decide to take c cab back. on the way i see another local using his knife... another day on the tiny island. where the bombs refuse to blow the churches.