I can' t hold the signs
All innocence which bruises / why ? /
I'm so close to the orchids ...
They might know about my ambitions and tries
I'd like to gamble the stars
Unusual and sinless , way more than me
I'm too close from what the violets warned me... come on...
Little tricky porcupine
Don't mess with me mister !
I know well how to kill a man and how it feels /how it bleeds
If you beat my last card maybe god's not preaching enough.