The cowled seers from beyond the frigid void incessantly observe us moving through our daily lives. Manipulating the orders of chance and whimsy they collect our thoughts and steer us through the Illusion. Their goal to …
I hate my life and kill myshelf good bye 💔🥀😢
I licked my wounds listening this
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Quite fond of the bass synthesis in this piece. The low regi…
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