Aksi

It sounds like a slow dream, where time spreads out into the corners and words lose their shape and meaning. The voice seems to dissolve into smoke - sometimes whispering, sometimes calling from somewhere in the water. It seems to be about love, power, someone else's right to the throne, but in the end, only a strange feeling remains: who is the king here, and who is simply lost in someone else's reflections?

The music stretches lazily, almost in a trance, as if after a sleepless night, when thoughts no longer argue, but simply float along with the current. And this is a little disturbing, a little beautiful, and very human - when you don't understand what exactly is happening, but you know for sure: this is it, something important.