We write the 23th day of March in the year 2019 after the Antichrist: Several Legions of Dutch Speedfreaks are rolling massive poisonous cheeseballs upon the German hills of ultrafast consciousness. Flexing Up the Sense of becoming an own Godess, drilling a scar between god and evil, the hyperfast Rock n Roll Show of the Eternal Forces of the Unholy Tone of Lower Mindasceleration.

But before we have to make sure how to fix the failed rituals of a broken concentration attempt:
- Did I bring enough black lip lipstick to sign my satanic autogramm postcards for the fans?
- Did I bring enough meth to feed the angels with the scared wings to death?
- Did I listen carefully enough to Satan who declared to become god?
- Did I really want to wear that black shirt/dress/underpants combined with that warming up drug combination when entering the club?

It is never hard to survive in a city of chaos, sin and homosexual decadence. You can get problems everywhere or get crashed by a car, you can loose your consciousness or even your unemployment if you do not care enough or just got some bad luck, so never turn your back on a drug when you have lost your soul.

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