Vortex flows

Impulses to the brain,

Remote control out of reach,

We are flying...

we, the last elohim of life,

EL KHAIMAH, the alchemists of love...

Cargo 200, Noah's ark of corpses,

The whisper of the stars...QweQWERTY 777...

There is little hope, going into space...

flying...And so...

the Emerald water polo

Soften the blow..The co-pilot survived the fire.

There are no emotions, just a plan...

A megastar hurricane has been experienced...

From the extracted programs of another protein,

Head and body,leg,

And there's a whole century in time.,

So another man was born out of the dust.

This is how a whole sacred nation was formed, from marine plankton and interstellar waters.