The Cult joins forces with Mass for a joubilee dance under heaven's glance. Stomping limbs and drums of the quaking crust shatter and spill inward. Sermons projected to a crowd of wandering wretch. Gather around the bonfire of blaphemous bodies and feast from the blood of our brood. 

DJ Cry Baby
Maŕa
RTMC
Artem Artemov & MASS