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A cry of horror in the face of apparent nonsense, Substances slips into the breach where hope no longer exists. Its sinusoidal crushes in honor of the forsaken, its drones and seventh strings revive life, formulating a cry of anger in the face of oppression. Lethargic meditations, each frequency serves the upheaval. Transcendent, the guitars join the drums and vocals to form a torrent of rage in a communion where noise fights silence.