Rodion – Run-Out

The band is performing the last song. Coated in black, wearing masks to prevent the audience from that sight. Half human the musicians are on the way to the secret place beyond names. The ones behind the bass, the drums, the keyboard, they look at each other, half expecting to be released from their lunacy, half asking for more. They pour their souls into the song, hoping to let it drain out, to extinguish it, to run-out.