Sun arises in the desert, the caravan is marching now. Crossing the land where nolife grows, facing the line that none can touch. Horizon is a blend of white light sky and red blood dirth, and the heat is boiling air. But in the caravan, party is always up, hope is always up. So don´t be shy, don´t miss groove, get into the caravan.
Thank you Tottenhauser, maybe someday, by your support...
It's true you should be more popular!