…We are falling down so slowly In small pieces like your kingdom of glass We've been waiting for so long And this is just a beginning I hear your thin voice calling from the mist A distant siren awakens me from sleep…

…, what of Entering the unknown Sending all the poets to the stars Daring to see beyond the manmade Woe to you who evade the horizon Listening to Sagan Dreaming Carl Sagan Unseen streams With understanding no poet is trapped…

…Live möreys cildren of…

…having fun light, it is your style, what you have to offer, or do you have a VIP card. To invite your friends to the evening night, so see how people act of do they fight. You have today a B-day, you are on focus and, its…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…, all the time at the trains, you dont get used to it, its boring over the days. You wait for the call of your firiends, its your birthday, you dont see friends, you see your relatives, they are nice, at least you have some support, all the time.…

…ever you need money, 'you just beat them. Its just so easy, you come with white jackets, and ease your own pain, its all in somebody elses bodies, bodies are in graves, you just enjoy of it. You all have gained some wins…