there are rare moments, often unrecognized by the masses, when the quanta of the universe shift into new states.
while we cannot guarantee that this shift will be observable, be it by humans, be it by the most delicate of scientific machinery,
we know it can happen. especially when the most intense forces of darkness and/or whateverism ever since crowley puked
into columbus’ egg convene to meltdown your musical expectations and make you just the eva braun adopted baby
you always were, but three times as intense…
there will be no physical violence (sadly), unless something unforeseeable happens, or de Sade suddenly turns out to be a) still alive
and b) a masochist… while the irony might be lost on you. we are sure a 16 ton iron weight will not be wasted, if dropped on your head…
Anstalt Strang, Hecate and Tomoroh Hidari will make you shit in your pants, then eat your pants, then make you buy new ones,
only in order so they can shit in your pants…