Silver fire in the liquid tirades of a white glowing, of bearing Eyes... A feeling naked and blind, but it don't has to see... It knows... The dance of the snake inside your body and every single movement seems uncertain... Through the vapour I hear her hissling... I lose myself in the warm gap of her pupils... I know... Kiss me my double-tongued angel and take my fear of living forever, somewhere outside, outside of you... The reptile's dream attends me, it comforts me... Away... Away from here...