From the May 1st edition of Heathen Harvest webzine:
"...Organ tones spiral twisted melodies, woods mouth their groan and liquids froth, unholy miasmas congeal as swirling clouds swept aside as winds billow to occlude the garish protrusions. Horns bleat libations to forgotten deities as synths oscillate ambiguous responses and everywhere the universe trembles tenuously..."
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1 comment:
Great review! Congrats.
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