Chugga chugga chugga hate.
Chugga chugga chugga death.
Chugga chugga chugga murder.
This is a real ride of an album. Heavy, dark, unrelentingly grim.
"Hell is something you carry around with you, not somewhere you go." - N. Gaiman
"And starward drifts the stricken world, lone in unalterable gloom, dead, with a universe for tomb, dark, and to vaster darkness whirled."
(G. Sterling)
Man, Abstracter REALLY needs to put out a new album. I really want to know what the follow-up to this masterpiece would be.
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