It was to be that season of the year, when the rotting leaves and soil become one, that the Shadows of Sound gathered. The moonlit sky would witness the Genesis of the ultimate Horror and Dismay, as their quest for a mortal bearer of their sonic immortality had come to its conclusion. Lustwhoria, the bride of Sin, had been decided on to cast upon the world the impersonation of Outrageousness. The cold howls of the wolves accompany the falling rain and bell-chime as unholy litanies and chants saturate the wind. The, possessed by the aural attack, Monk delivers her to the Spirit of Plague so that the horrid conception is completed and the essence of the Shadows of Sound becomes flesh. This is to be the unavoidable incarnation and birth of MIASMA, an entity destined to overshadow and tear into pieces everything that opposes to its evil need to grow larger and more repulsive. Beware…for this time there will be no need for a Second Coming…Created with mySpace Profile Editor
