The creases of your skin
they grin in silence
whatever lurks within
unseen, unfolds
And I, who's locked and silenced
Whatever lurks within
unseen, unfolds
Life is elsewhere
but not around us
Remember, these are the good days
and I... must ask... why?
Why must I wait?
For trucks with torn up bodies,
parading around the massacre
they grin in silence
whatever lurks within
unseen, unfolds
And I, who's locked and silenced
Whatever lurks within
unseen, unfolds
Life is elsewhere
but not around us
Remember, these are the good days
and I... must ask... why?
Why must I wait?
For trucks with torn up bodies,
parading around the massacre
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EP: Power and Exclusion From Power
This 4-song EP by the Russian-born experimental musician speaks out against totalitarian regimes and proceeds from the release support Ukrainians impacted by the war.
A Month of Protest: February