Music in groove.

Music in groove.....transfusion into my veins..the only way to scape from the reality..
just let me go..don't stop this feeling that's is dragging me down to the open faucet of the mystical
dragon.
I'm getting there where my will empowers the heresy of the megalomaniacs..
is so good that just the winter can understand me when the heat is leaving my bones.
Why the sound of the triads transports me to the far away never land if I'm just a poor listener?
...most be my unconditional way of lost myself in to realm of rhythm and tones.