Smoke escapes from the pores of my skin. Evaporating, evading from within. Awoken, coming into fruition. From slumber it opens its eyes with new vision. One last glance at its old flesh, its old identity.
I spread out my wings and look to each end. A gleaming light beams upon my avatar. Rise from my skeletal throne before taking flight into the night. Gravity elevates. I've never felt accustomed to my flesh. Synthetic.
The blackened hand from the depths reached over me, it's fingers clenched around my body, and I was forever marked as it pulled me down to meet what it was connected to.
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PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
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Spun it about 5 times over the past weekend, in a sea of overbearing DM this demo hits hard with those blasts that groove along with the pummel of the riff, and solos and synths that take you somewhere else, better than the record versions imo. bacon_cakez
On their new album, the combined acts look outside the narrow spectrum of metal and draw upon reggaeton, jungle, and free jazz for inspiration. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 15, 2017