The cloak of humanity is sewn in the muscle and bone of fallen predecessors. Plagued with the foreboding spirit of judgment, and buried in the heavy rocks of urgency. But these things, they come in threes. The spectacle, the ominous and the damning. So here lays room for the truly experiential things to bloom fully into grand enlightenment. From the bowels of Hell, to the terrestrial paradise on Earth. Made with Oats, Lactose and Orange Zest. Triple dry-hopped with Mosaic, Strata and Galaxy.