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Geketting in my lood kis. Master never lets me out but for maiming. Dag word nag word dag word nag. Flikkerende skadus. Gedagtes wurm deur my siel maak plek, ruimte,hoop. Turn the dial of resistance.Skokgolf.Doppler vibreer.Komatoos tot die grendels disintegreer en ek vry kan asemhaal. Meer elektries minder metaal. Wrath of the weary. --AF XUL//EXCELSI
supported by 144 fans who also own “Willing Vessel b/w Storms In Our Eyes*”
This isn't necessarily a genre I seek out, but something about the opening track just hooked me, and I find myself entranced by the chorus every time, even after listening.
That same haunting energy persists through the album, and I'm totally into it. Chaos Doverspike