In the name of the night
We all rise from underground.
Obscure, feel the dark, cold, and marginalized.
Crawl every dark side of the day, just to find something we can trust.
Only night can accept the tension of the filth.
We are furious, we are angry, we are nausea.
Quiet!, turn off the light.
In the name of pure black, we are the bloody golden teeth.
TOXIC
SERPENT
RISE
RIDETENSION
RAISED
PORTENT
OBSION
OBSCURE
OBS
OBEIS
MYSTE
LUSH
GOLDEN TEETH
DISTAMP
BEHIND
ANXIETY
WHITHREATH
SWALLOW
DEFECT
AMONGST
CLOSER
CIRCLEFILTH
RIDEFILTH
ROOTED
RELICTS
SIEGED
KEEN
GROUND
CIRCLE THREAT
WH STITCH FB
THREATON FB
SHARPED
OBSTEN
13MT
CIRCLAW FB
BL STITCH FB
ROLLA
PERSUADE
INGRED FB
HERTZ
NIGHTES
FOEDERATE
FLEEXS
CASES
PLAGES
MODEST
SCOUD
DSSTR 9.1
DSSTR 9.2
DSSTR 9.3
DSSTR 9.4
VOIT
DUSH
ROME
HUNKS
BP02
BP01
ASHES
