adrenaline [Theme]

Adrenaline rushes through me. How is it that playing with death makes us feel so full of life?

Pain... Changes consciousness.
Fear... Explodes breathing.
Life... Loses, burns.
Blood in the veins plays.

Should people kill each other just to get a thrill?

And once you've done that, you can't refuse.

Adrenaline is incompatible with racing. If the adrenaline shot happens you have that moment when you go to the next round, it will almost certainly end badly. Chances are only those who are cool and calm.

Adrenaline causes people to move, to fight, making them deadly even when they should fall down dead.

Fear is always an obstacle for the achievement of the goal,and if not to displace,not to suppress-they will again give rise to new fears and new anxieties.

With a demure often happens: if at first will not break then from danger, as from wine, fool. Even not from danger, but from his own frostbite. Remember, they were in front of a show-off to prove something to try. And again, insensibly to a dangerous point fit. Cross it, then either the head is collapsed, or wiser, their blood will learn to appreciate. Sorry, to say this is useless. Crazed by its own coolness rather modest climb into the fray than to the words listen...

The emotion and adrenaline we are forced to stay young and hot forever smashing traces, even in other people's stories. As the monotony draws the noose on the neck, making the body and soul decrepit, closer to oblivion and death.
Bytovuha, stability, fear and family life have made you so gray and ordinary, like all around, the cogs in the system, already existing offline due to the birth of a new modified bio-robots. Every single one of you made himself invisible frames, built for body and mind's own prison, came up with stupid values and morals. And someone really tried to make it look as own initiative. You think you'll live forever? It is not so. And then you won't even remember your place stand other vegetables that might grow you. Modern man lives not for himself. It exists to nourish and improve machine cloning the same idiots. But any mechanism can fail. And, in our case, there are no standard of identity in this robotized society, but not interacting with him. They are alive and real, capable of crazy feats and the impact on you. They are friends with your demons, not forbidding them to go outside. They do not want to believe that it is all too late...

You can't imagine how you have captured the spirit
At that moment you will throw you into the sea, Bang!

This is the most pure, the most sweet adrenaline feeling of own force.

I feel a rush of adrenaline, as always, when you know what you doing wrong, but you could get away with it...

Every meeting is a new shot of adrenaline.