Doom metal weather is upon us; clocks are set back and darkness arrives earlier. The wind blows harder too and with it, my sense of smell coaxed and recognizes the scent of a grim winter in its wisps. Harrowing, menacing funeral doom metal to perfectly accent the coldest of Autumn evenings:
The Monad Of Creation
The Monad Of Creation
Muchos Gracias!!!!
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