
Two disorders. Two wounds pretending to be architecture. Paraphilic Sadistic Disorder. Paraphilic Masochistic Disorder. Viskos Apathie erects two slowly crawling monuments of delirious harsh noise wall—vast slabs of diseased electricity, grinding bone-dust through the teeth of a dead machine. The walls breathe. The flesh becomes static. Something enormous decomposes behind the speakers. No climax. No mercy. No exit. Only pressure. -Sir Kuliktavikt