We are the gods of the lambs! The unseen substance manifests itself in the darkness of the instinct by us. The seeds of Lucifer's doubt sink into the euphoria of the mud by us. We dream of getting home while we fall to the bottom of the flatness of moldy walls. Our evening prayer is: only man can give birth to a god for the throne. ©Stigmatic Destruction During the tour, the Stigmatic Destruction Collective are presented to the Audience…