CNTMPT "Von Unreiner Willkür" Pro-MC
Into Endless Chaos
Imagine the first glimpse of perception being a slight odour, which turns out to be a companion till the last breath leaves the corpus! It’s origin is unknown, it’s existence formless solomonic. To find on the hand’s palm. Quiet yet filled with deafening rage it leads the mind to end the future before the past arouses. Impure caprice is what you get… Limited to 150 copies.