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A guitar that’s like a fistful of asphalt. Nerorgasmo is... the Black that pierces the heart and overflows from the chest... it’s a great, immense need for life, it’s a request for love.
A guitar that’s like a fistful of asphalt.
Nerorgasmo is... the Black that pierces the heart and overflows from the chest... it’s a great, immense need for life, it’s a request for love.
Dive into Nerorgasmo’s fierce industrial metal world—listen now and feel the raw catharsis and emotional power!
"Ejaculation of a desperate orgasm germinated on the waste of consumption, that’s us, we are those thoughts and unfulfilled desires that you try in vain to swallow." "The night grows in me, it will never end again, I am the one who spins on himself, it’s useless now, to hope to savor a life that is nothing more than a spiral."
"Ejaculation of a desperate orgasm germinated on the waste of consumption, that’s us, we are those thoughts and unfulfilled desires that you try in vain to swallow."
"The night grows in me, it will never end again, I am the one who spins on himself, it’s useless now, to hope to savor a life that is nothing more than a spiral."
Dive into Nerorgasmo's intense punk legacy—listen now and explore the raw power of Luca Abort’s words.
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