Under the scratched, petrified ice a hot, bright heart is trying to break free; there is deep inside an unquenchable desire... Read More
Under the scratched, petrified ice a hot, bright heart is trying to break free; there is deep inside an unquenchable desire to believe. They said, "Your flight is just a dream". They muddled, clouded the mind, gossiped much... Hush! Enough! The weakness and exhaustion caused of the heard dope cannot help in the layered by years surface of the ice. The soul aches cause of this cold, a mute anguish is keeping tormenting it. But noone'll come to fix you up. Do not keep everything inside! Split everything to pieces! Spread away all the dust, look deep into the soul. Explode with the emotions! Give them the will and they'll create a life.
