At the darkest hour of night, I could sense a transformation about to take place. The smell of boiled flesh lingered through the corridor as I began to utter the invocation. Those words of protection, divine torture for the sake of my sanity. If the cleansing ritual worked, I would no longer be haunted by the ghosts of your affection. Your stinging, burning, tortuous adoration which abused my very spirit. My lower lip bled from the stress my teeth caused it - ripping the red flesh from atop - dripping into the mixture. Ecstatic, I began to weave back in forth to an invisible melody. Swaying side to side, head snapping back nearly off my spine, my entire body shaking - I soon recognized my state as a transfixed seizure. Profane undoing. Unrighteous resolution - a demonic divination my salvation.
† ▇ G ▇ O ▇ S ▇ T ▇ S ▇ † is giallo disco - frantic, trance rave for ravenous goblins at twilight. Bombastic yet vexing, the tracks pulsate and throb - like a heart beat or a brain beating out of the boundaries of its own skull. Wanting a release, to grow larger than the confinements of its own shell, the beats vibrate manically with zeal. Simply amazing.
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♫Bonus: † ▇ G ▇ O ▇ S ▇ T ▇ S ▇ † - ▇ L ▇ I ▇ E ▇ (Yes, that is a Papa Roach sample!)
♪ File under: electronic, italo, giallo disco