We were the avengers of life    The men without heads    Playing with ourselves like marionettes    We were lost in streams    Lost inside an electric dream    Believed we were ego cuasa sui    Another God, another plastic machine    We questioned the existence    of other beside being ourselves    Believed everything comes from nothing    and that nothing comes from everything    We saw our faces painted in neon colours    A few electrifed faces    Only scratched down, painted down on transparent flesh    We were the avengers of life    The men without heads    Playing with ourselves like stupid marionettes    We were infants Still bleeding in our mother's womb    Black eyed kings Dead, cursed and doomed    We saw our flesh as spots    inside the misty dark of our brain    And we believed that the perception    only happend inside our heads