Songs of Silent Ghosts.

stop and stare,watch the ripples of our effects spread out and contaminate all that is round us,stand back and let yourself be consumed,lost in the confusion,watch the reality unveil itself from behind the cover that is the illusion. Welcome your mind to the days of shallow dreams and prolonged euphoria,endless repeation,continuos routine..and baised emotions,welcome to days of ashtray pillows,smoke cloud covers and bottle bottoms..to unraivaled insanity and misunderstood sanity.. Sit back and wallow in the vomit and piss that is now the present,the soon forget past and irrelevant memory coz this here is the tale of the misundertood.