Visciera — Six Bits Of Black Broken Glass

This thing — nobody knows what it was or where it came from — fell down right in front of me and broke. Now the pieces reflect what’s around …

There is a tree and me,
things afire while oth­ers aspire,
car­bon and pain,
con­crete and gain,
life and death and relent­less­ness.

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Vis­ci­era is Flori­an Cziesla

All tracks writ­ten, pro­duced and mixed by Flori­an Cziesla
All tracks mastered by Cem Oral at Jam­min Mas­ters
Art­work by Vic­toria Kure-Wu

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