Review: Voidchaser – Interstellar I
In space, no one can hear your synths.
In space, no one can hear your synths.
Le feu fait rage en moi tandis que je contemple les “Sidera” une dernière fois.
Into eternity, we ride!
Come sit and ponder existence with this intellectual caveman.
Is this prog metal that looks to the past or toward the future?
Human (Deathcore) Instrumentality Project
Omnivided, we rise
All your bean are belong to us.
The shit he’s doing with that big violin? All sorts of fucked up.
Time is a plague, there’s no time in this place.