Review: Witch Ripper – Through the Hourglass
Someone is having a really bad trip.
Someone is having a really bad trip.
Horns in black metal, so hot right now.
Can the mirrors reflect the opening brilliance?
Eeeeenteeeeerrrr. Poooorrrtaaaal.
In space, no one can hear your synths.
Whaddaya mean I don’t believe in thrash gods?
I talk to Dave Mustaine every day.
Will radiance outshine the void, or will it be sucked into the black hole?
Marlugubre and I go way back.
Come bask in this blackened French atmosphere.
If better never comes, this will have been good enough.