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  • The shadows i have spent the last few months sorting through were at their blackest in these chambers and other cruel and soulless rooms like it. To be worthy of searching for what little light escaped, i had to at least visit the darkness. I found it all here but of course i was able, just like these fellow visiting footsteps, to walk out the way i came in. Those who left these desperate claws on these walls in their terrifying last moments weren't.

    Listening to this mimicking herd of footsteps has asked me to for a moment lose comfort and imagine the sounds which came next after all were in the doors were sealed. In doing this i have come to understand deeper just how substantial the beautiful, dignified and proud voices that survived and that i record now really are. They were born from fire and gas and loss and the deepest darkness humanity has known. And yet some of them... some of them have lived on and even found ways and reasons to sing.

    *In song, Mundek says roughly that though there are dark clouds covering the blue sky, that there will be a moment when we will show our courage. And in the place where our blood was spilled there will one day be a new fountain of hope.

    What would we do without these songs?
  • *Lyrics included on page two are from my translator's account of Mundek's songs and may not be the exact lyrics to this particular song segment. Working those kinks out now. Please bear with me.
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