Low, throwed, and covered in mold....there's a common theme in all my songs. pretty easy to pick out.

typical white brutality
Φ ¡ndustr¡al tɝchnō-funk Φ 
i like my music to sound like it's being played loudly on a cassette in a boom box in 1983.
+++ my playl¡sts cōnta¡n ōnly ¡ndepɝndɝnt art¡sts = thɝ bɝst tracks ōf my fɝɝd

Pathologically high spirited with sevier music ocd. some say the sounds are of the monster under the bed trying to a vein, OG bibble from the zeta reticuli star system doing a drive by on the outer ring of saturn, and the local parish priest uncontrollably vomiting in the confessional due to the 1000s of other worldly entities reenacting every one of Ron Jeremy's early on set porno bloopers. 

☰ 𝔏𝔘ℭℑ𝔇 ☰ 
Another receiver evoking surroundings 🗝️
#COVENSTEAD 🌒🌕🌘
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*lyrics in description*

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