https://perturbed.bandcamp.com/album/common-eros

When this story began, dear Perturbà used to call himself "Venere Suicidi",
by turning the web inside out like a sock, I found the connected page.

Our dear Irishman is fascinated by that industrial sphere that swirls
in the spasmodic search for entropy.
For the gifted trance and perhaps the day, metropolitan velvet and dead d.,
without the bloody and horrifying spillage.
Out-of-tune sounds and discordant tones, noises without source and baffling cleanliness,
microphone memories and the good Daniel Giovanese, gleaming horse and smog.

A shapeshifting nature, a rumbling and swirling roar,
the smoke of the plains and stormy peaks, men without humanity.

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