Review: Goreworm – Miasmic Solitude
Who here hasn’t felt like the arachnid staring into the unknowable?
Who here hasn’t felt like the arachnid staring into the unknowable?
Alien viral transmission, far out.
I hope you like treble!
Blow all your horns at once, Gabriel.
A delicious smorgasbord of death metal.
Come sit and ponder existence with this intellectual caveman.
We are rebranding as The Dissonant Subway.
Calling all big fuckin’ weirdos (again).
Let me tell you about Jacksonville.
Beam me up, cod.