The heat coming from our bodies,
The cold coming from our souls,
The thirst for oily sweet liquor
The ice cubes are running in our veins
The image of the perfect one , in our minds
The touch of each other, stranger
The movement , slower in our minds but faster in the eyes of time
The liquor is coming back into my mouth but i swallow it back down!
Your red eyes are looking right through me
Your mouth is going right into the red zone!
My legs can`t keep up, my knees are red, my throat is sore
We open our eyes wide and look ...
Come , you too! Join us!