The super flyers are down to go
they ask me, are you ready to blow this joint
I smile and nod with a wink
then utter just two words, too right

It's going to be a blast
we are going to choke on our ashes
this is our time and place
as we dry the day of madness

Oh it's going to get messy
so ****** messy in mayhem
we mean to tear the sky down
and write our names on the stars

It's a rip roaring venture of deceit
a embryonic payload of might
never a dull moment as we.....
dry the day of madness


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am a one man army
a creature of the night
if I come across cold
let's just call it my independence

I will not play by the rules
I will not buckle to wants
this is my destiny
this is my independance

It's a total lock down
no human interactions
not while in this mood
I'm breaking every record I set myself

I can't help but write
it's a ****** drug to me
and I mean to go the distance
this is my independence  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I stroke my cat three times
and I take the 39th
we know we are going down
boy,are we going down

Like me like I care for me
see how a lonely **** dies
read his tears of tragedy fall from his face
see the nihilistic poor *******

Sometimes I wonder
does this *** know his *** from his elbow
does he have merit to claim
can he truly walk the walk

He better be proper
he better be on his toes
for if he does not pull his weight
then only gods knows


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I stroke my cat three times
and I take the 39th
we know we are going down
boy,are we going down

Like me like I care for me
see how a lonely **** dies
read his tears of tragedy fall from his face
see the nihilistic poor *******

Sometimes I wonder
does this *** know his *** from his elbow
does he have merit to claim
can he truly walk the walk

He better be proper
he better be on his toes
for if he does not pull his weight
then only gods knows


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I strap my blades on my legs
three guns I love, my 22, 33 and 45
are snug against my chest
next to my kevlar armour and carbon mask

I am kitted for this fight
death is on my murderous mind
my blades are lined to my refined stats
like I was trained to do, a long long time ago

They wanted me to be a killing machine
but they never gave me a off switch
did they think I could just turn it off
did they think, that I can't turn it off

I would be so angry
if I was not controlled
yet,if I go blitz I go blitz
for I am armed and kitted

They made me
they trained me
they programmed me
they destroyed me

I am just a kitted war machine
a ****** kitted cold killing machine


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I wait for her as to port she does come
with flowers in my hands and tears of joy in my eyes
I hope she will greet me well
we lost one, but hope and glory is back in town

Oh my captain, I want to kiss you
I want to hug you
my sweet sister of battle
to port you do come

I have dressed in my regalior
with my rank noted on my sleeves
the loss of the Pegasus burns
but you are safely home

Come my sweet sister with your warriors brave
come to my temple in Champion
for you my wonder child
your merit has deemed promotion

I now take one of my own pips off
and hand it to you
intransigent to the unknowing some
but back to port, you have come


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It matters not what you are
be a saint or be a sinner
I am not one that would judge you
my creed could be what you believe

Saints or sinners
have you ever seen a real angel
seen the glorious light in their eyes
only through their eyes, can you talk to god

They are the most mighty
the lords of forever
fearless, loving and battle hard
protectors for you, you saints and sinners

The flag of peace and love flies strong
with the eradication of mistrust and evil at hand
I dream to die, by the banners of angels
you can join me if you dare, saints and sinners


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris