The Dreamclub Murders

And I feel, tonight, that I let you die
But you could have lived forever, it took smiles to keep you alive
But heroes die, and so did mine
But you go, and I stay, will it keep you at peace now

But I remember you, you'll go, you'll find a way back home
But I remember you, when you stand there
You stand with your eyes closed

So sleep child no one can touch you now
No one can hurt you now. Not here. Anymore

Dead Poetic - The Dreamclub Murders

And this day came... The day when the southern wind finally brought warmth and inspiration to life, filled my heart with an elusive sense of nostalgia and opened a book of my memories on a page entitled "Dead Poetic"...
Oh, words can't describe how much I love them. And for so many years they were my favorite soundscape for times  of memories and  ineffable magic that come only in the early spring or  late autumn .
How many lonely wanders were made to this beautiful music, how many roads were passed, how many times I watched how the clouds swim in the sky and the glare of the sun rays play among the branches of trees, as it insensibly slopes towards the sunset, changing everything around to something unbeliavable magnificent, filling this world with enchantment..
And in these moments I didn't need anything else, because I feel the purest and boundless happiness I could only dream about. And I don't know why, but this music, like no other, is so permeated with this incredible feeling of nostalgia and sad beauty... After all, it is as eternal and beautiful as my happiest memories...