From the series: 80s hits that will never have existed ...

Streetlights bleedin' on the wet asphalt
Another Friday, same old default
Feel the hummin' in the concrete veins
Chasin' somethin' to escape the pains
Got that hunger burnin' deep inside
Nowhere left for a young soul to hide

Neon Knights! Glimmer in the fading sun
Runnin' wild 'til the morning's spun
Neon Knights! Never gonna slow us down
Kings of the concrete, wearing no crown
Oh-oh-oh, we chase the vanishing light
Oh-oh-oh, through the heart of the night

Shadows dancin' to a silent beat
Lost reflections on the bustling street
Every movement, a desperate plea
For a moment, just to feel so free
Hear the sirens wailin' in the distance
Ignorin' every warning, every instance

Every whisper, every flash and gleam
Caught between a nightmare and a dream
Hear the rhythm callin' out your name
Fanning every flicker of the flame

Neon Knights! Glimmer in the fading sun
Runnin' wild 'til the morning's spun
Neon Knights! Never gonna slow us down
Kings of the concrete, wearing no crown
Oh-oh-oh, we chase the vanishing light
Oh-oh-oh, through the heart of the night

They say we're reckless, lost and undone
But we're just searching for where we belong
In the chaos, we find our own way
Living for the thrill of another day

Neon Knights! Glimmer in the fading sun
Runnin' wild 'til the morning's spun
Neon Knights! Never gonna slow us down
Kings of the concrete, wearing no crown
Oh-oh-oh, we chase the vanishing light
Oh-oh-oh, through the heart of the night

Neon Knights! Don't you try to understand
Just feel the pulse of this desperate land
Neon Knights! Forever on the run
Until our fading victory is won.

Neon Knights

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¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
The emptiness of various Corona lockdowns made Focke the Fockmaster. Musically, he tried out various styles to end up where everything once ended. Techno. 
With classical eight-year music training on the cello, pubescent excursions into New Wave music, everything followed a logic at the end of the 90s. Techno.

¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
Die Leere diverser Corona-Lockdowns machte Focke zum Fockmaster. Musikalisch probierte er sich stilistisch divers aus, um am Ende dorthin zu gelangen, wo alles einst endete. Techno. 
Mit klassischer achtjähriger Musikausbildung am Violoncello, pubertären Ausflügen in die New Wave Musik folgte Ende der 90er Jahre alles einer Logik. Techno.

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