You were to young to understand.. How deep a song is in a man.. How I’m so different from them all.. Even though we are all particles of sand.. Conquered my senses through enchantments you did. I was not a present, only an iceberg and it’s tip. I will not be sorry for my leave. Let alone die in my heart for what you believe. I’m a soul, i’m the pleasure, i’m the mist between the trees.
To say truth, I miss you too. The colors that lit up down this iceberg, were meant for you..
Touring! Rave tonight at the DC Eagle at Washington, D.C.
See us live through Facebook at 11pm.. Undead Bass Records, Zombë
A shout to Zombë and his last mixtape. Mixed at The Gateway, NY
Listen to UNDEAD BASS VOL 3 by ZOMBË #np on #SoundCloud
We need more trees
Trees, a warm heaven to grow
Colorful to the root, psy lights glow
Squirrels and birds
men,women and human rows
Levels open, while borders transform
I’ll rest at heavens tree house
the sky i’ll kiss, with no regret
As fights close and angels become spiritual
Happening now at 1272 Broadway, BK. 10$ cover..
Listen to Penthouse Penthouse & Chloe Martini – Closer (FREE DL) by SOULECTION #np on #SoundCloud