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Deft manipulation of sound charging us with aural textures

Pummelling inversions of noise, full speed ahead like a Panzer division rolling through a sea of bodies

Jackhammers rip what was left behind in the bulldozed urban landscape

The satisfying sound of glass being smashed in grandiose waves of distortion

To translate urgency and intensity in a tangible way

To ignite the instincts of lunacy from a time we left behind...

To mosh the world

Raging circular brigades

The pulverizing of our gravestones

Immanent yearning for combustion, so spontaneous...

Cratering implosion, detonation

To translate urgency and intensity in a tangible way

To ignite the instincts of lunacy from a time we left behind...

To mosh the world with prehistoric lycanthropic fury, mosh the world

Circular brigades of rage