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[Atop]

P∆N

 

new music for the winter months and the lifestyles of the witch and spacious

 

 

 

thanks for listening,

 

 

 

 

93 Akkad the Orphic Priest 777

[QBLA]

Triangles n' witches yo!

[Atop]

you know it dude, rhombuses are next!

[sneaksta303]

oh shit.... downloading now....

[Guest Beefuncle]

If you got withcez you got glitchez,

 

witchez, always tryin to get their hands on your richez.

 

this is eerie as fuck, im really liking it.

 

thanks atop!

[Atop]

much thanks!!!

 

turn it up loud!

 

sounds better that way....

[jules]

atop you are the purveyor of all things witchy and draggy. thanks!

[Atop]

I actually made this stuff and you are welcome!

[goonstock]

93 brah

[Atop]

RAW 4 LYF!

 

Master Therion for everything else!

 

Joe Coleman for pure unadulterated fear!

[sneaksta303]

Made my night last night mang. Thank you sir.

[Atop]

you are most welcome Master Senaksta! :emotawesomepm9:

[chassis]

The 1st track has a high pitch frequency thats the same frequency as my tinnitus. made my head burst.

[Guest Billov]

So far so sexy, and only at the first minute mark. The tinnitus ray is a nice touch

[awepittance]

*downloads*

[Guest tht tne]

*doesn't download*

[karmakramer]

Downloading...

[karmakramer]

**sits back in the calm still night and becomes consumed**

[karmakramer]

Dr. O'Connell's face was white and drawn, and the redness of his eyelids more pronounced than ever as he faced Stott in the pale October dawn. He clutched at his beard with a nervous, combing[78] movement, as he shook his head decidedly in answer to the question put to him.

 

"If it's not dead, now, 'twill be in very few hours," he said.

[karmakramer]

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[Atop]

Dr. O'Connell's face was white and drawn, and the redness of his eyelids more pronounced than ever as he faced Stott in the pale October dawn. He clutched at his beard with a nervous, combing[78] movement, as he shook his head decidedly in answer to the question put to him.

 

"If it's not dead, now, 'twill be in very few hours," he said.

 

 

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from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen:

With a touch I can bring them into play, with a touch, I say, I can set free the current, with a touch I can complete the communication between this world of sense and—we shall be able to finish the sentence later on. Yes, the knife is necessary; but think what that knife will effect. It will level utterly the solid wall of sense, and probably, for the first time since man was made, a spirit will gaze on a spirit-world. Clarke, Mary will see the god Pan!

[Guest ansgaria]

Really interesting music, and I really like the project name, but the artwork is beyond horrid.

[Guest disparaissant]

i dig atop

[Guest Coalbucket PI]

I find it rather boring in all honesty, but by all means carry on

[Atop]

Really interesting music, and I really like the project name, but the artwork is beyond horrid.

Make me something better then, would welcome it with open arms and hooves.....

 

i dig atop