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Artist description
...this is what happens when one stops looking and sees |
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Music Style
holocaust of the mind |
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Musical Influences
...The whispered lullabies of God's sweet maddness forever twisting through the graveyard of our subconcious |
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Similar Artists
no one |
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Artist History
Burning with this fever, forever we burn with theambition to bleed in love with the sky. Eye's frozen open wide. Sub-Zero and sweating; mind'spreserved in brine. Shedding old skin like costumes for the dying. Dead-bored and barefoot,we run through fields of oppression beneath the Godless Gray like painted puppets dancing to the slow, red whisper of a razorblade's lullaby forthis dying age. My pulse quickens as steel and flesh unite, reciting prayers of death without pause for breath under graveyard light. You crawlthrough the wreckage of crumbling churches, because the world seems much safer through stained-glass curtains. How deep can I dig until I reach Hell? How long can you hold your breath? Sucked into this vacuum... Shedding this cold death. |
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Group Members
~We are many~ |
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Instruments
stick and stones |
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Albums
Sex, Murder, Art |
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Location
Saratoga Springs, Ny - USA |
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