The Wings Of Desire

It's difficult to say when and where exactly started "The Wings Of Desire". In fact, like many other things in this world it doesn't really have any beginning or end. Like a ghost ship it sinks and comes to the surfface from time to time, changing shapes, gives a signal in one port or another just to disappear once again. No permanent crew. The members come and go, die and resurrect and only the echo keeps repeating the the last phrase of the song. No biography. A dark and kicking Hot-Wave from Berlin