Licker Queens

From the heart of decadentism and the tone of "C" chords, this thing is crawling under the pavement of a rotten house; a big house with tents all over the place and dirty and blood everywhere. We're coming to show you that everything is dead and gone, that everything must be buried under tons of ashes. Cursed poetry and sick notes, wiskhey and cigars, ashes and sweat. we're in the middle of nowhere , and you're still with us.