
A brief, intense blast of cinematic Japanese screamo. Stark spoken-word poetry erupts into massive, wintery walls of post-rock guitar and cathartic screams.
It's like a beautiful winter post-rock album, except someone is screaming their lungs out in Japanese over the top of it.
A cold, wintery storm of intense grief and cathartic release that slowly melts into quiet hope.
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