Antοnis: in the magic garden
Antοnis: Welcome to the machine
Antοnis: Between going and staying
Antοnis: Lux Aeterna
Antοnis: FAB#336
Antοnis: Εvery night i burn, every night I call your name...
Antοnis: We are accidents waiting to happen
Antοnis: For tonight we must leave with the first gentle breeze
Antοnis: Where ends meet.
Antοnis: 20:20
Antοnis: Sometimes there is a thorn in there.
Antοnis: In the passing of momentary stillness we can view our chaos in motion
Antοnis: Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Antοnis: "Now" is already past.
Antοnis: Someone to hear your prayers
Antοnis: Language is a virus
Antοnis: Commercial reign
Antοnis: I will travel blind
Antοnis: Beneath the boughs of angel hair.
Antοnis: A date, late night. Scent of jasmine.
Antοnis: There's no reality except the one contained within us.
Antοnis: Fly with me, falling out of sight
Antοnis: Have a look in my eyes
Antοnis: Childhood
Antοnis: Friend of the night
Antοnis: and I'm five years ago and three thousand miles away...
Antοnis: The future's looking rather grim
Antοnis: Mala vida
Antοnis: There are some wishes that should never come true