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The guitars are blades, slicing through every thought, and blood drips from every note. After each track, you’ll be exhausted, crushed, and it will be hard to believe that God exists.
The guitars are blades, slicing through every thought, and blood drips from every note.
After each track, you’ll be exhausted, crushed, and it will be hard to believe that God exists.
Dive into the chaos and raw emotion of King Snake Roost's 'Things That Play Themselves'—listen now and feel the intensity.
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