
A sprawling, misanthropic descent into occult doom. Crushing riffs buried in vintage fuzz and a thick, drug-induced haze of analog noise.
It's like being buried alive in a coffin filled with weed smoke and vintage fuzz pedals.
A relentless, suffocating descent into misanthropic despair and occult ritual.
The writing leans notably further into addiction than the rest of the catalogue.
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