a flying sheep in a landscape of thoughts supposed to be out with a deed doesn't look for anything but the reason it is here looking until it's eyes stand to bleed invites the wolf and opens the door sits down on the plate and gives him the fork insane are the ones that opened their eyes most dreams are liquid like glue horizon describes a wall built by red and green dividing our world in two a swimming sheep in the ethereal winds of time greets the fish with teeth sharp as ice freezes in that liquid massive mind turns his back and wonders where the pain comes from a wandering sheep in an ocean of minds supposed to be out with a deed insane are the ones that opened their eyes most dreams are liquid like glue horizon describes a wall build by red and green divides our world in twoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
