A color gradient year that will die
in the mankind\'s memory .
Counting down the minutes
that bring us closer the great whole and hole.
Passagers on flight 666 inferno airways.
\'\' Harpies and wicked men ,please embark
on the disaster foretold in the great sepia picture book
Your destination will be the twilight zone ,sunset bd stop ! \'\'
The great marine cimeteries are home to injured birds
that don\'t arrive in time ...And I wonder :
\"How many closed doors on the turbulence ?\'\'
\'\'Is happiness just an illusion reflected on a porthole ? \'\'
Another journey like unfinished canvas .
Icare\'s wings dripping like honey into the dedale.
Death has this sticky sweetness...
Elected rolling onto the tarmac to the celestial crematorium,
hostesses will offer you a temptating choice of ultimate onctions !
Through the porthole I watch life go by ...
And I tell myself : \'\' I am only afraid of nudity ! \'\'