Diffident strings twine about the depressing atmosphere of deteriorating, old industrial plants.
The gentle lament of ancient days' victims harmonizes with the ever-present noise emerging from the dump of wasted existences.
All these sounds and melodies conflate into a testimony of inner conflict, melancholy and solitude.

I'm sorry I won't provide dance music. Instead I'd like to offer you gloomy stories to be completed in and told by the minds of their listeners...

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Wonderprinz&#x27; Clowngirls is following

Wonderprinz' Clowngirls is following