The beat is the blood jet; is the heart. Released, It speaks soulfully. I will not forget your faces, bodies on the line keeping the sphere spinning. How you encircled hope to lasso this mad greed vein. Science guy who came out; isolated, artful visionaries. I had a vision years ago. Artists and aboriginals imprisoned. We will beat this. Those who lie prostrate at the foot of money will succumb. Drum dark it is but the beat releases, releases.
JoanneLight 3 months ago
nice work glen - great use of sound
wrmcewen 3 months ago
A very professional video. Thanks for posting it.
depptown 3 months ago