Tools
i met an old prophet in a bar on the corner cast out by demons who claimed to be saved the look in his eyes was deep as an ocean the words that he spoke were solemn and grave… “truth is a question love’s a delusion don’t be content with the answers you find words are mere tools created by humans meanings get lost in the chaos of time” Aegean Sea ‘87

Intro Image - "Old Man at Bar" by  Paul Tiberio              
                        Empact Image - "Ruined Temple" by Miranda Miranda                 
 

Play "Tools" recited by Jerry