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Unlashed, unspecified sounds like of a tragic action film. The feeling that I'm witnessing something undefined, however happening somehow in reality, in front of my eyes, makes me uneasy. I close my eyes and I see what I should not see. This is what only my imagination can reach, something which for some may be a life turn, even dramatic turn... Restless, disquieting music, flows though my veins like a hot wave just to vanish after a while. It vanishes like a mysterious voice which sings the incomprehensible words, hidden under the overwhelming sound of pseudo-noise, hard electronic tones. One voice, several of them, one again, or maybe still one, but in stratum it echoes in narrow metal walls. One for sure. I can't hear anything , because I can hear everything... no melody, no harmony, the music runs faster and faster to slow down after a while... without contemplation, without a moment to catch a breath. Everything unexpected, like turns on the dark road, you can never tell whether you fall into an abyss or not. The cover does not provide any information, it's silent, won't tell anything. It's like steepy stairs, you may climb up without reaching the aim. The words of the recordings written down to make the road easier, are like fragments of the broken mirror on the stairs. You see something, it may even be light of truth, the correct interpretation, but it is only to blind you, to scoff and mutilate you. So, don't you think that you know something, look at the backside of the cover. The Japanese tree will grow in front of you. The schizoidal trance is not for mentally ill, so be aware... The undefined music, as for me it's the best to make one feel uneasy.

Tracklist:
1. laick arctica
2. less physical vortex
3. soksh inbutz
4. inferior
5. vanish
6. before
7. is repugnance
8. suffer ore; silver
9. coldly recognized aesthetics
10. optimists push mood toward fear

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