Artem Stelmakh

Prisoner Of Our Minds

Nothing ever will be clear, We don’t want to ever be, In a forest of delay, In a castle of dismay. Hold a pen and close the eyes,

Chaos Of Thought

In the nothingness of thought, nothing can be hidden.

Everything in its right place

Everything in its right placeIn the special precious space Disconnected from the globe You enjoy the wonder worldMusic - ..