Strange and colorful on the vapors
I swallow mammoth hands beyond the tomb
Crazy! The day felt good
Very humming in the spirits
You grasp arid feet about the tomb
Be transparent. The life is no more
Sinful and blue below the sea
You feel big dreams among the mist
Damn! The sin will come
clouded thirsty 
at a crossroads 
an empty address book 
How many times 
our neighbour 
looks for landmarks 
in a different light

Freedropper