I need to know where the home of the neon is
Bottled illusions right in front of me - sealed forever
The splendor of paradox, decorated with antlers and metal ropes
Permanent, until we meet again
The chess players united, black against black and yet white wins
a dim white in an eternal darkness
an eternity trapped in dark chambers
covered with dust and stale smells
moon and star translate quite well into most languages
for a good reason none of us knows
paper cuts - flower prints and blood
a forgotten code
a mediocre combination
a smooth transition
Dentists are the vanguard of the liberators
they despise the rebels - they gave up long ago
still in bed with the dreamers
An ambulance is just a moving bed
Solidarity with the speed fanatics