Transparent time turns opaque
Rotting flesh fills foul senses
Broken fangs spit words that remain Shattering reality with their names
A Blessing for the wretched cry
the only will to survive
an eye for an eye
born under signs of curse
Ulcered and failing from birth
Ive laid to rest the earth
I am the nothing
I am the night calling for
I am not who i seem
Let me feed until nothing remains
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
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