One minute at a mirror changes everything, and momentarily all things that were piling up for years suddenly collapse into a destructive and painful fury against yourself, killing all emotions and piques. Defying reality, absolute corruption of world view and a triumph of sneaky narcissist inside, against wanting to roll in the corner and cry. Drama and screams filled in a form of intensive orchestral sounds mixed with noisy rhythmics and throat hurting tension, defining a Protrusion, tearing the world apart Indefinable and Blur created.
Number Eleven is an intermediate between the typical everyday routine and his twisted mind of enhancing everything that is wrong, to the point of absolute corruption of the world view, resulting in an utter chaos of wrong ideas in everyday life trying to find the means of propulsion.
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