Solace -
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There lies a breed, several species unknown for those living as a pretentious fools. Below our crusted center of a core, this breed has fed on the ground, humans, animals, plants or any evolving living cell for centuries, if not more. Long before we leave, they intend to consume us whole. Solace is our savior, and even though parasites are out for blood, we learn that the ultraviolet rays and riffs of Solace could squish any worm. Like a vitamin, I remember to partake of Thirteen once or twice a day. Look, I know what I'm talking about when it comes to these slick suckers, and I'm pretty sure Solace does as well. There are slaves on this realm, and then there is Wino on the fifth track. Speaking of the royal heavy, astro-rocker himself, I've been meaning to ask if there is any riff that man cannot blast. In the meantime, we should consider blowing pretentious fools and world hypocrisy up ourselves. - Smut Strutter