Its time to loose one’s self in the rythem of the sirens of the techno heart. Step off the path of normality and let loose the shadows of your heart. Guilt has no hold here. Twilight is what exists in a beautiful golden mist that covers the land. In this time of great dusk, shadows come up from the sleeping wells of one’s heart. Here we all dance to the rave like sight of a strobe like sun, hanging in the distance. Let yourself sink into the ecstasy of the dance. Let go of your pain on this hallowed palace. Here, we the strangers of the waking world, are safe. Here we are at home. Here we are shadows dancing in the blissful faded light. Here in the world of shadows.