And what is left of me, as I see the whole world burnt down to death, And what’s left for me, as I hear nothing but the sounds of the silence. What has been already built to be seen or…
Catch up with these ones first: The Walking and Shapeshifting Humans Circumstances Who are we without the fear there be? Before I came to compose this piece, there was a “certain fear” in my mind. It wasn’t related…