Prepare yourself. The next seven minutes (and some seconds) of your existence are going to be consumed by filth, frustration, distortion, disgust and rage. This is the ugliest shit...I wish it sounded less fucked up because I know it would make it "better" in some way, but I don't want these six songs to be anything other that what they are. It's a blur. A nasty, messy blur.
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