The Hours Of Worship take you on a highly electrafied voyage through the graves of foriegn lands to a sweaty underground party that is literally six feet under the ground, where everything seems strange and great. Just when you thought that the party was over they liven your spirit with the simpleness of a faux cosmic disco/ rock that seems to lift you high into a empty a plain.
Its definantly not a quincidence that theyre music tells the tale of death.
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