Really many years ago, someone tried to recreate his world destroyed decades ago. That someone it was me, I thought of love and human nature, trees and lakes and sympathy.



Tears

When it rains you feel the same

Tears

But in the end only my memory remains



Hear my Astrocry Somewhere lost in Space



Lost, without the chance to feel. Killing machines, believers and betrayers said they're hailing me. And what I finally got to see, I made wars and violation, guns, revenge, hypocrisy.