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Revolution is the opiate of the artist. In pain. We remain. But healed in the sweet addiction to art. We are. For this album, I unleashed my soul and allowed it to soar freely. I communed with the moon in the chrome of its light. I kissed the sun at its fiery height. I waged war with the Nightmare Kings, I sinned with the opalescent women in the roaring seas of poetry. On a cycloptic mare, hooves made of iron and air, I charged into the inky heart of art and roared at the old gods in the ashes of their ruin, “You can’t look away, WE ARE YOUR MISTAKE. WE.. ARE.. GENERATION DOOM!”.
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- Category
- Death Rock / Metal Metal / Heavy-Metal O
- Tags
- Otep, metal
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