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Toadstool  X Romeodark -  Refracted [ Post Slambient ]

[Experimental Dark Psychedelic Artist] 

❏ ❐ ❑ ❒ 音楽が主な実体 ❏ ❐ ❑ ❒      


                     

                     ------ Labels/Crews/Affiliations/Releases----

SPLATTERKORE REC. 
JELLYFISH FREQUENCY REC. 
SAMANA REC. 
BACKFLIP REC.
BADGERS REC. 
SONIK SHAMANIAC REC. 
ANT ROBOT WISDOM REC. 
MENINO DE MUNDO CREW
DREAM CREW REC.
SONIC TANTRA REC. 
PSYZOMBIES REC. 
DARK ULTIMATE REC. 
SAWAS KOLLEKTÍVA
PLASMASPHERE PRODUCTIONS
NERDYPSHOUT CREW 
POPOL VUH REC. 
ANOMALISTIC REC. 
VISIONARY SHAMANIC REC. 
LIQUIDTUNES REC. 
SAMAA REC.
HIPPYFLIP REC. 
POST-MODERN MUSIC 
ULTRATUMBA REC. 
SONORTEA2 REC.
DIGITAL OM PRODUCTIONS
HORSEPOWER PRODUCTION 
HIGHER VOLTAGE REC. 
ARCADE CREW 
MULTIFREQUENCY REC.
DSBP09
DARK ANGELS GATHERING
THE TRIANGLE 
SÁTÁNFÜRDŐ
FRACTALGASM 
MINUTELESS REC.
TRIBODELIC REC.
OVERWHELMING REC.
METACORTEX REC.
PSYKEDREAM MUSIC
TRISULAM TRIBE
HYPNOTICA REC


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ℑ𝔫 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔶

 SaVeThEfrEaKs

MUSICA E EXPANSÃO

Me gustaría crear mi propia mierda pero no podría perderme en mi propia cabeza 72890'¿

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

Just a human being sharing tunes to the space
Per aspera, ad astra 

[The Endless Knot]
www.theendlessknot.bandcamp.com/

Toadstool X Romeodark - Refracted [ Post Slambient ]

𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤