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Nasty deprived profane sludge for the worst of times. Pure fucking evil and sooooooooooo heavy. Drums are like skulls banging eternally and the riffs rip holes in said skulls. Jono Schneider
supported by 4 fans who also own “Fissures In That Which Is Reflected”
Blackened doom of the darkened scary kind, imagine yourself being devoured by darkness itself, that's exactly how you would feel after listening to Threshold Between Worlds by Shallow Grave. Darknight