CORRUPTION: Persephone's Masquerade

Corruption presents PERSEPHONE'S MASQUERADE

The veil grows thin and calls for deviance. Clasp the reins of your false face. Dance in discordant revelry.

"...Sail, tonight, the Styx's breast;
Glide among the dim processions
Of the exquisite unblest,
Spirits of my shared transgressions,

Roam with young Persephone.
Plucking poppies for your slumber...
With the morrow, there shall be
One more wraith among your number"

Two stages of relentless rhythms, distorted hooks, and cold machine energy built for dark rooms and total surrender.

Exclusive libations available at the steel apothecary.

Come clean. Leave corrupted.

[Cash only for entry. ATM in the entrance]