Review: Falling Leaves – The Silence That Binds Us
Some words are best left unspoken.
Some words are best left unspoken.
Coming down from the void.
Major Arsekicka.
Sign me up to work at the primordial soup kitchen.
Riffs and ruin in a blood-starved wasteland.
Spearheading an adventure unto metal’s fiery summits.
Hittin’ that spectral sprinkle.
Into the depths we go.
Healing is a painful process.
An exercise in Nambil Masochism.