Dec 15, 2025
Lying in bed unnable to sleep loosing my mond over the contrast of the Hometown people, a whole comunity, singning a hymn worshiping the prophecy as this big and majestic thing they bow to while the gods they pray are sitting on the back row, putting stickers on each others faces; and Kris later playing that same song in a piano, less angelical, far more intimate, to Susie and Ralsei alone in the dark. 'Heaven knows, the beauty of the soul' vs 'dont forget, i'm with you in the dark'. Adoration vs love.
