Because I Cannot Sleep I Make Music

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.

Speak With The Language Of Love.

Those Loves Which Are For The Sake Of A Colour Are Not Love. In The End They Are A Disgrace.

There Is Someone Who Looks After Us From Behind The Curtain. In Truth We Are Not Here, This Is Our Shadow.

Trust Means You're Ready To Risk What You Currently Have.