L'APPEL DU VIDE - Metro LPPLEASE NOTE. RECORD COMES IN MULTICOLORED VINYL !!! You ride over the Zwickau hills to the northeast. The leather reins cut into your frozen hands as hot and sour sod burns its way upwards. Metaphysical hangover sweat stabs through your skin pore by pore, through a faded coffin tattoo on your forearm. The tired feet in your fathers NVA boots clutch the flanks of a steaming, gray Appaloosa, or is it just the souped up Simson S51? It doesnt matter,