•
Rating: Musical laboratory built on the edge of an extreme precipice by two enlightened deviant minds, dancing on a razor's edge, conscious executioners of a radiant eve of death.
They launch volleys of destruction, anguish, pain, obsession but in their own way also sweetness, burying them under ruins of genetically modified metal, walls of noise, electronic screams, subhuman voices, spectral female melodies, mutant apocalyptic pop, with a fury as if it were their last moment.
Dominated by a blind rage, they push themselves to the extreme consequences with the intent to eliminate all hope, submerging it under the rubble of the next moment, to mercilessly shout to us that in this world of despair, solitude, isolation, screams, tears, and blood, no one deserves happiness.
Loading comments slowly
