A transformed face of very real images | A difficult reality more real than the reality | The loop of the execution rope hung to the hook of the cranes which call us threateningly| Infertile excitments | The iron lines of the city | The governance of super-irons | The law of domination  |The disapearance of faces among the irons | It is the still life that narrates| We descend for the iron to ascend | We disappear in this new hero | The city is conquered | the calendar is the numeration of irons| And  in this mess, looking for a place to live.