Mystic Circles of Severed Dreams
Visions of perilous realities rest behind these bloodshot eyes. What a fate for the tireless wombs of discombobulated brain tubes. What a home built upon the boundaries of a deranged, yet mortal, rationale. Made with barley, wheat, oats and lactose. Double dry-hopped with the proven bounty of Simcoe and Vic Secret, and finished with a dose of omnipresent Sabro.