Nivel 30

Porco Dio, Stefano has died.
The Reaper has taken Tamburini.
You or your spawn, you reigned in the 30
But where to go when the path is not seen.
You have shattered the circuits of the skull.
You have ripped out the heart
for the heroin in this adventure,
Damn adventure of synthetic coercion.
I still remember the united bands
until you came fucking little by little
to end up exposed in Lampedusa
recovering hyperrealism
"corpse of a young drug addict"
Recovering hyperrealism.
You don't see in colors and you don't see anything anymore
you prick in the machine, Punk nostalgia
you throw yourself back into your career
Life becomes a state of mind.
Now and finally nothing will worry you
With her in the 30 you stay to flirt.
Level 30 will always be
The favorite for trafficking.
Damn sow! You killed Tamburini.