A chilling, moving portrayal of the Walt Whitman poem depicting the aftermath of a bloody Civil War battle. Contemporary techniques combine with traditional resources to make for an unforgettable musical experience.
Look down, fair moon and bathe this scene,
Pour softly down night’s nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen, purple;
On the dead, on their backs, with their arms toss’d wide,
Pour down your unstinted nimbus, sacred moon.
Brandon Nelson 
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