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The Endless Knot (USA)
Lucy Forest Records (IN)
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INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/logalt_/
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BOOKINGS 2023
• Roots Trance Pocket Edition - 23 de setembro (Nekropolis)
BOOKINGS 2024
• Polaris Universe - 11 de maio (Araras - SP)
• Asylum - 02 de março (SP - Funilaria)
BOOKINGS 2025
• Psilos Manifestação Cultural - 26/27 (Mariporã)
• Mexico Open booking (01/12/2025

Welcome to Death End Records

You're at the end. Now let's begin 

Feel free to send demos, samples or snippets of your tracks to my inbox if your interested in joining my recording label. Open to all genres and styles.

Artist Starting Lineup. Join Our Team

Psychoalchemist

https://soundcloud.com/gabriel-beyer-144485733

Akeno

https://soundcloud.com/akeno-prod

รครt๏кє

https://soundcloud.com/brandon-sastoke

Pzikonauta

https://soundcloud.com/pzikonauta

Subin

https://soundcloud.com/methamphetamin3

Choronzon

https://soundcloud.com/user-463052998-750631615

Ukhu Pacha (Rado)

https://soundcloud.com/7raifldmn4vx

mother Of Misery (Luis Salgado)

https://soundcloud.com/luis-salgado-225031352

Octa Dawn (Valentina)

https://soundcloud.com/octadawnv

For inquiries contact me at 

schizoman89@gmail.com

He did not wake up — he remembered that he existed.

Around him stretched an endless ocean of pale light, cold and lifeless like the gaze of an ancient god. 
No ground, no direction, only a crushing emptiness in which even thoughts grew heavy. And yet: beneath his feet stretched a disk of glass, thin as the ice on a dying pond.

Below, a clockwork of inhuman scale ground on — colossal gears spewing rusty sparks into the abyss, iron giants whose movements were so old they seemed to steer the very breath of the world. The sound of ticking was everywhere, a flat, malicious pulsing that seeped into his bones.

He stepped forward.
The glass trembled. Another step. A soft, hungry cracking.
With a scream that did not come from his mouth, but from reality itself, the world broke beneath him.
He fell — or rather: he was devoured.

The clockwork peeled flesh from thought, tore memory from consciousness as he plunged downward. Gears, their edges glowing with obscure colors, slashed past him so closely that they carried the whispering of lost souls.

Time had no name here.
He became a droplet in a black river, carried through planes of existence beyond understanding.

When his consciousness finally began to take form again, he saw:

Windows — cracks in the fabric of nothingness.
Beyond them: worlds never meant for human eyes.

The darkness itself breathed words into him, formless yet sharp:

Choose. But know: every step is a chain. Every choice a sacrifice.

He floated, alone with his fear, his hunger for meaning — and the knowledge that every world would change him.
Perhaps break him.
Perhaps erase him.

-Orv

Unofficial slambient ambassador

https://soundcloud.com/the_endless_knot
https://theendlessknot.bandcamp.com/

Tat Tvam Asi. Namaste. Keep diggin! :)

"To get out of this unending cycle, we have to allow ourselves to be drawn into sacred space, into liminality [...] where we are betwixt and between the familiar and the completely unknown. There alone is our old world left behind, while we are not yet sure of the new existence. That’s a good space where genuine newness can begin. Get there often and stay as long as you can by whatever means possible. It’s the realm where God can best get at us because our false certitudes are finally out of the way. This is the sacred space where the old world is able to fall apart, and a bigger world is revealed. If we don’t encounter liminal space in our lives, we start idealizing normalcy. The threshold is God’s waiting room. Here we are taught openness and patience as we come to expect an appointment with the divine Doctor." /Richard Rohr/