[PHOTO] THE SEVEN VILLAINS OF POP

The harvest of the human seed, the Earth is a corpse field, collected on the wagons, catapulted into mass graces. Foul air corrodes the skin. The trumpets sound the alarm of the overwhelming onslaught. Deep gaps do open, devouring the dead. Horribly distorted faces leaking decay. No conflict resolution, no bond to fix the fault […]