All of Space and time are shaped by our choices, our wicked ambitions.
Those wicked ambitions pay the piper and call the tune in this dance of the damned we call life.
Crank it up, jam,
Screw the neighbors, turn it louder!
This material spans from the summer of 1985, through this last year.
It's Rock n Roll.
I wrote each and every song,
It comes with little broken pieces of my black heart and wisps of my soul.