Wake Up....

God is dead, deaf is music and arts have been awaken....

Peep in ... Your God is dead ....

Fall of night, she undressed.... the dark was awaken and the moans were loud.. louder than melancholy .... deeper than the abyss... she had spread her legs ...she had opened the door to the hell ... the lIons have come to temples ... the witches are crucified ....

Friends for ever


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A friend ... dont call me ... or message me .. I am afraid I wont be there ...

Reach me by your words ... let me drawn ... let me fly high ... and let me go ....
The Doors - Riders On The Storm (ORIGINAL!) - driving with Jim