The time is ripe … You’re wasted and calm. Now you’re standing at the brink, you’re looking into the distance thinking about life and death, love and hate, the ups and downs, the worlds you enter choosing your way. And only when the earth calms down for a moment, you start to really appreciate the things that were always beside… And so it’s hardly heard a heart-rending scream that lives in dreams and wishes, soaked by war stink and total desire of power and immortality… But ones burning like a star you understand that time for the feats has come, the time for an eternal flight calling the life… and regrets about the ending of existence won’t kill your inexhaustible desire to live...