it all starts with words, confidences all of them, single parts, were designed to fit in abstract cells of a unique building unorganised and obsolete, programmed to habit their aetheral void of spleen paradoxal universe, infinite dead space with tents or shelves as walls and ceilings _ run, go to these places and meet the ones we'll let down set our camp, we're the hunters of their continuous space weapons of our own, new tactics to share, we evolve in their world that never changes datas in highways, messengers and pages, we read through the lines that we're missing the faith trust our engine and drive the way that distances us from their ever setting days _ bail, run from the towns, the ones we were belonging to go to these places and meet the ones we'll let down we bailTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
