Ticking clocks are counting life
The opened window brings fresh day
And fucked up morning's  waiting
With opened eyes and opened arms
And prayer in your mouth
You're waiting
For the night to come
You feel it now
You feel it comes
You know thats your last day
Mistake,goddamnit
Just a mistake..


She came on the wings of night and flew throught his
bleeding brain
"that's the time?"
he asked
"Thats the hightime"
answered Death and smiled...

To the memory of all those who died because of silly
mistake
To the memory of all those Who died by AIDS