FrankHyperion

Salt Lake City, UT, USA

Obsessed with sound waves Music and its beats Rhythm of the urban jungles Sultry drum and bass heat, which retreats, the rage of gangsters and brings cold warehouses to life. You are the sound of girlfriends past, whispering in my ear. Haunting vocal melodies from when I sweat away her fear. The memory of a goddess I lost to the night. You are the sound of my fathers keys brushing against his wheelchair. Metal on metal, anchored for easy access, as he pushed his way through life… All that is left is music. -Frank Hyperion