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Suicide paint our collective life: a long march at an industrial pace, without accelerations or jolts, a linear, monotonous, gloomy, and oppressed existence. Any form of allure or color, even in evil, must be sacrificed on the altar of grey and indifferent despair.
Suicide paint our collective life: a long march at an industrial pace, without accelerations or jolts, a linear, monotonous, gloomy, and oppressed existence.
Any form of allure or color, even in evil, must be sacrificed on the altar of grey and indifferent despair.
Dive into Suicide's 'A Way of Life' for a powerful, industrial sonic journey into modern despair and hollow existence.
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