ENTRAILS ENTWINED

A pulsating mass of tendrils, a morbid tapestry woven from organs. Each muscle a testament to a life ended, now entangled in a macabre ritual. The stench of decay hangs heavy, a cloying perfume that attacks the senses. A symphony of grunts echoes through the darkness, a chorus of agony and despair. Symphony of Cerebral Consumption The soundscape