Sex Vampire

Who writes the references for the people
Who arbitrarily gives things a norm
Who draws senseless borders on earth
Who forces time into a perverse form

We are different, completely different
Sexuality is our prayer

We are the sex vampires
Are the creator's wild animals
Your empty eyes blind themselves rich
Mortal you are, pale and white

Who thinks the world is for sale
Who is self-righteous, as if sent by god
Who doesn't let his goods and money run
Who abuses this earth without sense or understanding
Unconscious, crazy, chaotic bunch
What good is the dough, without joy, without land