Very good you give me so much at one time. Yes I do, I may have bigger for him. Bigger? My, my. . Very good you give me so much at one time. Yes I do, I may have bigger for him.
The night I am feeling drowsy,. purity of the thoughts,. tender skin on white pillows,. you pull me back to our dreamlands,. an island of love,. in and out..
Banks and banks of humming machinery. I've never seen so many knobs. We're gonna have to do something, Charlie. Try pushing that button there. . No, how about that one.
Go away, leave me alone. I feel your presence in my mind. The time seems to stop I set you free. You calm my mind you calm my mind. . Make my dreams come true baby.
Yo I'm from L I fella, vision had you tune into my figgida. Figgida microphone and mobile. Holding mic's is so while I be just day dreaming. Drop for like, nine months, and rock from backyards to fronts.
sitting in the grass. the sunlight kisses the skin. birds singing in the sky. you breathe the air. feel the love. and warm winds are. playing with your hair.
love - is what I believe in. and freedom is what I need. but why do I suffer from love. and why am I not free. the might sleeps in our hearts. we should form it with our hands.
they float through our nightsky . they are observing us. they are brothers and sisters . who are only allowed to watch. their fear of masshysteria . doesn't excuse their mocking . of humanity.
oliver had a dream . he dreamt that all made sense. everything was very logical . he dreamt of birds and butterflies. of dimensions in a stern structure . and time as the only truth.
burned villages. children cry. burned fields. mothers die. smeared faces crying. thousands fell on battlefields. standing by my horse. the battered armor burts.
Dreamworld. Boundless mind. Spirit is free. Spirit is free. . Now I am an eagle. Now I am an eagle. Flying high. . Now I am a stag. Now I am a stag. Graceful moves.
the sun reflects on the red salt water. squiring bodies, death screams. crunching backbones, blinking hooks. laughing people. again it's time for the slaughtering fiest.
white walls . cold light . beeping sounds. people gathering around . a beautiful tune somewhere. frantic voices becoming softer . drowned by the swirling melody . filling my head.
Steel is circulating, the air is cold. Mirrors reflecting the sky. Skyscrapers cover the sun. A huge machinery slowly rotates. . I close my eyes. My thoughts become wings.
good morning world. what's my destiny today. I feel so lost. got no past no history. . produced out of one. wisdom locked away. now I'm here. why don't you call me son today.
I don't feel the need. To behave anymore. And if you try to hold me back. I'll lick your bones. . Pulsating fire. Inside of my veins. You need me. Never let me go.
I'm laying in my body. Like a dead man in a grave. Can only move my eyes. Can't speak, can't walk. Can't touch, can't feel. . Every time I awake. The nightmare is the same.
he says - imagine a planet whose inhabitans have only two sexes. she says - imagine a planet whose inhabitans opress themselves. it says - imagine a planet whose inhabitans exploit the weak.
Curly hair around your neck,. black boots - long legs,. you know I love the details,. that's why you got red fingernails,. you are moving like a cat,.
It was a cold winter day. When we died in the morning light. . We walked on ice. Holding hands. Blended by the snow. Blue sky. Icy air stabing in the lungs.