The Devil Echoes, ‘I Hurt, But I Don’t Heal.’

Another cold November night coming to an end, thunder splits the skyline in two and dark nothingness stretches between an infinite abyss of broken hopes, forgotten dreams, echoes of painful heartbreaks flowing in a river of un-cried tears and short defeated bursts of emotions, like the possessions of the dead floating on the Greek River… Read More The Devil Echoes, ‘I Hurt, But I Don’t Heal.’