mmmmmm
not bad, like real noises
The last hymn of a weary man- lost in a hopeless plain of existence, caught between war and savage desire. He plays for all he had loved and lost for a war that lead to nothing. He is alone, Confronting the brink of calm and insanity, Only to provide a false sense of inner peace, To slip away in utter blankness thereafter..
mmmmmm
not bad, like real noises
Please contact me if you would like to use this in a project. We can discuss the details.