I descend in this arduous water,
Filthy by the deeds done
The light runs out at each movement,
The sound becomes gloomier, at each eyelash beat
And I try undaunted to find a handhold
In these putrid ropes that drag me inside
A condemned cave, where water gets lost,
With my orientation
The breath lacks, there is no time,
I fall more in dephts, looking for a sure moment.
I found even darker and stunned by the scare,
I've let that an even gloomier sound
Flooded my body, stained in black
- UTOPIAN SOUL -
| pos | artists | title |
|---|---|---|
| A1 | Luigi Tozzi | Selene |
| A2 | Mod21 | 1950 |
| B1 | Alan Backdrop | Haiyang |
| B2 | Ness | Transference |