"Grief, solitude and autumn skies in crimson blossom. The music of Crimson is like well written poetry. You should let it speak for itself there’s no words to fully describe this work Melancholia lingers in perfect harmony with this soothing and acoustic creation. Music to detach from this plane of existence. Dreams to dust Reality ablaze Crimson awakes. Fading"
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