Track 7 from the forbidden grimoire of emotional destruction. once loved. now cursed. riffs soaked in regret, delay pedal conjures demons.... ⚠️do not play backwards!

Without You

Sanity’s boring, harmony's a joke,
I built my throne out of everything broke.

This is blues exorcism for cursed souls. Heavy psych riffs dragged through ash. Basement doom jams that sound like they’re melting from the inside.

This is not good music. It’s honest noise.
Unlovable, unmarketable, undeniable.

If you get it, welcome!
If not, you were never meant to...   Haha, guitar go Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Music

Sanity’s boring, harmony's a joke, I built my throne out of everything broke. This is blues exorcism for cursed souls. Heavy psych riffs dragged through ash. Basement doom jams that sound like they’re melting from the inside. This is not good music. It’s honest noise. Unlovable, unmarketable, undeniable. If you get it, welcome! If not, you were never meant to... Haha, guitar go Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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