a fanmix without much in the way of lyrical accompaniment, as you know those cold spaces are too vast for the simple voice to leave any imprints beyond the ephemeral echo. a fanmix for books burned in the dark, for godkillers who transcend without realizing the mantle they take up, and for the deafening silence that will inevitably rise when your voice cracks and rattles and finally, falls silent. a fanmix for exploration #5.

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