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Rating: Suffering drags itself in the darkness in a putrid primordial electro doom noise broth.
Pain writhes among the intestines of the Swans, industrial waste, noise slashes. It drags itself contorting, screaming, transforming.
We, like the Moon forced to observe Earth's suffering, are hypnotized, unable to look away from this magnificent tortured creature that, in a delirium of tribal mechanics, loses its humanity.
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