Hear you on Friday
Playing guitars
Since I was thirsty
Had to drink stars
To get so high and To get so far
For getting spreading the light
Shining got dark
Then it turned to black
Music has stopped
It will never be back
Nothing exists any more
No space, no time, no joy no gore
Emptiness everywhere
As many times before
God has destroyed all things, yeh
We are no when no where
We have no breath no more
What has been left for us - dust
Though we've got also love
Think we destroyed whole material world
Nothing exists: nor the death and no the life
There is only the spirit of love
What could be better, and What could be right?