It seems to me to be self-contradictory
It seems to me you count your victories while they’re thereIgnored by you all
I stumble and fall
I suddenly knew
My life meant nothing at all
Words | In Shreds by The Chameleons
Images | Fox Hopper
The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky’s crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone
Image | Fox Hopper
Words | Raining Blood by Slayer
Out on the tar plains, the glides are moving
All looking for a new place to drive
Photo | Fox Hopper
Words | The Chauffeur by Duran Duran
