We are the ripple of retard. Retard Ripple.
We are a cock. Our music is a strained mass of twurp. The songles are minded out to suit a noise slut.
The influence is our master. He can be seen in pictures but never in reality. He tells us when he be there and we point our Kodak Brownie near his mist. He is known as The Matrix. He has worked against many other of the bands besides the what we are. His voice is heard as the cry you mingle in to your deepest hate.
Listens the songs from us. You won't be happy. We thank you for your crimes of light.