A band of liars and thieves sing a song of desire and atonement.
We are fish benumbed by the commonplace of our individual bowls.
Life has always been brutal and unfair, and we have always survived and even thrived. That won't change now.
A serenade to the testimony of harmony in nature.
My crime? I’d rather be having my own ingathering than awaiting an engraved invitation to objectification.
I am elemental-celestial, fashioned by the hands of my ancestors from their very own prayers and bones.
