We ask ourselves, was there a life before this time?
Was it possible without existing each other?
We take the moment and lead back the way of the Dearg Wings on it, go on him.
We invite You.
Can be kidnapped on a soft and cuddly trip at which you look to us in the soul.
If the heating puts out, the windows on and comes in, the warmth will also wrap You.
Trusts us, because melancholy can be a warm companion.
Real longing, drastically loaded sounds and hypnotic creeps tirades are insured.
Who has no longing, that finds them here.
If a piece accompanies us now far and gives away You the young person fond of play who divide something quite special.
