(*first low res records ad ever, appearing in massive magazine summer 1998, wtf is up with that logo?)
10 years for THIS? *SIGH*
Order and deformity, repentance and calamity. Late night showdowns and big fat hoedowns. Fear, restlessness. Anxiety, impending doom. Mother fucking Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. 10 years baby. In it to win it.
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