Thirst and desire, to rule the light. For crossing heavens, a futile fight. Bound to storm, our minds wave. Fervent to sail in deserts of mist. . Juices like wine, like the blood in the sands.
Four arc lights. Moving stealth.. Two ride up north. Into the barrel fear.. Desire to share. My valiant care.. Downtown Hanoi.. . We are drowning in purple wine..