Meet the deformer at the mouth of a cave
Living now in Anacita
Fine leather chairs
A selection of quality beers
Created by dark practices

In the murk, grasping his shirt collar he whispers in your ear
He said three times:
"I believe I cannot fly"

I was born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine

Past interviewer
Online interrogator
What truly scares you?
Something crawling in my ear
False words fall from my mouth
You, there, front row!

Waking up alone
A crowd of like-minded people
A gang of youths approaching
What lives beneath the ocean?
You, there, front row!

[?] cars, wide eyes
Other people's desires
My desires
You, there, front row!

Stunning reversals
Technology and its malcontents
Nature beyond borders
Insects laying eggs in corners
You, there, front row!

I was born to be wine
I was
Born to be wine