All We Become is Just Dirt in the Ground
Among these sacred ruins. Upon these graves and grounds. We shall surround them with great reverence. With the yearning reach of the ultimate resolution in grasp. And the comfort that this new space we have left behind, shall have been better from our presence. The good word from the serum of the Heavy Resin. Mashed heavily with barley and oats. Whirlpooled with the holy trinity of Incognito, Cryo, and Phantasm, made from New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc skins. Double dry-hopped with Simcoe, Citra, El Dorado, and doses of Citra and El Dorado Cryo.