The fourth moon became a refuge for the damned: an eerie caravan of shattered destinies, bone-faced ape-men marching toward the edge of the cosmos. Above them, the stone eye keeps watch, tugging the convoy closer to the abyss. Eight stops remain before the hammer’s blow—the triple whistle, the final thunderbolt.
Weary rats trail the horde through atavistic screams and swinging limbs. Bent backs claw at the soil, digging into newborn continents that will never exist. And in the roar of the universal flood comes the omen: the seven hundred meteors of the apocalypse. 
 
The LP is available from November 26th, 2021.
 
  𝙳𝙸𝙶𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙻 𝙰𝙻𝙱𝚄𝙼