Solar scream when night turns off  as the hot flowers' splendour    Warm liquid oxygen is getting brighter  and my heavy breath reaches the end  Never stop is only one of fables  I've just wanted to leave my souvenir    behind each mask are hidden eyes of fear    It might be only my another schizm, because  boundary between java & dream disappeared a long time ago  Behind us million miles of transgalactical trip  But we are standing now at the beginning of  transcendental route...    Deformated masks in hellborn porno-smile  hide torment and pain    Warm liquid oxygen is getting brighter  and my heavy breath reaches the end  Never stop is only one of fables  I've just wanted to leave my souvenir    Hallucinations, phatamorganas  And where is my oasis?