Farewell Mom. I came to say goodbye. I am leaving. I have to. I want you to know why. Mom, WE ARE TRAPPED!
Look at me Mom. Where am I now? Have I left you for money, love or freedom? Pointless. I am freezing Mom, I am freezing in hell.
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Very beautiful album! I was interested more in a guitar tracks, because a pure ambient-guitar music is more undiscovered for me than a piano music. But the piano tracks were beautiful too. You are guys have made a good work! Ashot Danielyan