Moon came and sat inside my head..it is neutral..gravity is the one big master's mind..wind is trying to communicate..does anyone hear?..tries to say that one day, sky will ring its' bells..we will hear songs..some will think is hell..we are birds that stop the thoughts..I am not a witch..I am crazy as a lonely woman can be..I am an angel as every lovely person could be..master of universe will come..it will throw us stars..the war of universe will come..when humen will be able to travel in past..

PROPHET OF STUPID

PROPHET OF WATER

THERE ARE NOT PROPHETS

THERE ARE MUSICS TO BE CREATED

DANCES TO BE FREE

ARTS TO BE IN CHARGE

FEELINGS TO BE DEAD AND REBORNED

WE ARE ALONE AS THEATER

STOPS TO FLOW 

AS SHADOWS BEGIN TO LOL

WORLD IS ON WAR