Album hymn: "As we kept bending reality to our will, the strings that held it together eventually ruptured. Now all we are left with is a long crack stretching throughout our sky, accompanied by dead pixels and white noise."

Album hymn: "As we kept bending reality to our will, the strings that held it together eventually ruptured. Now all we are left with is a long crack stretching throughout our sky, accompanied by dead pixels and white noise."

Album hymn: "As we kept bending reality to our will, the strings that held it together eventually ruptured. Now all we are left with is a long crack stretching throughout our sky, accompanied by dead pixels and white noise."