Bombassing the southern high bridge

Run like rats you damned, here is the loud power of extreme hate.

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Defeating logic in a deep breath

Time to build a new trail to future, may the force be with me.

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Solving the equations that shape the universe

 

Clearing variables to understand the dual behavior of matter.

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Falling into the shivery void

Loud noises accompanied your path to eternal nothingness.

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Потеря сигнала пространство радио

Furrowing the outer space without chance to return; good bye motherland, cry me hopeless.

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Uninterrupted psychobiological wandering

There is no metabolic salvation in neural net autodecomposition.

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Resurrection of dark idols

Discovering ancient desires behind the fusty stoned wall.

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Talking in front a broken mirror

Autumn days go by slowly as I talk to my inner world again and again...as in a palindromic script.

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Writhing like a burning moth

Fighting against memories, converting your words in air-spreading decomposed ashes.

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La complexité des systèmes non-cartésiennes

"Harder, faster, more guitars, more growls. Whourkr is Igorrr's metal alter-ego, and “4247 Snare Drums” is this act's third full length album. The product of a painstakingly long recording process by two musicians who are already seen as some of the hardest-working perfectionist in the scene, it is also a towering culmination of extreme metal run through equations, growls laid down mathematically, and guitars calculated for maximum efficiency. Polymorphous, violent, absurd but also extremely detailled, here comes the deadliest, ugliest and most precise sow-metal you could imagine"

Trying to find the harmonic convergent segments in the non-real defined polynomial function.

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Healing the wounds in hatred

Husking the pain in sticky layers of treason. (A gift to my pal Canteropoulos, to complete the CRoot collection)

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Taking advantage in sweet vengeance

Everywhere you go, my bloody victimizing hand is hunting you, crappy human remain.

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Infinite spaces of vast nothingness

Hurriedly floating across the empty holes of your putrid soul.

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Melting metals into magmatic chamber

Collapsing metamorphic solids in high pressure conditions.

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The shadows of Eden

The world of the dying sun is fading out into endless gloom.

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