Our distance is enforced by technological speeds
Bringing the objectification of our realties.
We are connected as silent majorities
The ecstasy of communication becomes an absurdity.
Everything is known and nothing is recognizable.
Feedback loops
Demand the messages (our participation)
Our identities coded into the program
Shaping our perspective through non-linear lens and regurgitating post-historical reproduction.
We must not lose our voice in the noise.
(The ecstasy of communication pushes us toward entropy where there is no humanity)
We must not lose our voice in the noise.
Insanely heavy hardcore which crashes around your head for days,severe impact to audio senses from tortured screams of pure heavy vocals,definitely not for the faint hearted. Fantastic band,passionate album FFO Birds in Row,Portrayal of Guilt and Cara Neir Darknight