A long and hard journey to a place from which no one has ever returned
The special forces are on a mission, no one sees him
No one can be in control of the weather conditions
A quiet secluded place where no human foot has ever set foot
There, beyond the mists, where there is no place for longing
The light is at the end of the path no matter what
Monkeys have become like people, or people like monkeys. There are no differences if you put on sneakers, glasses and give a tape recorder in furry paws
What would our earth look like if there were no atmosphere