The Specter's Vile Hand (The Shock Doctrine)

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A fetid stench fills the air while locked inside this vault. Room filled with bodies. Maggots occupy the dead.

Transfixed iridescent eyes stare upon the corpses. Many days have drained. Flies feed upon the dead.

A spectral warfare has been lost.

Sentience of mankind wanes.
Corporate anesthesia.

A spectral warfare has been lost.

The Spectre of our past descends its vile hand. Riddled with deceit, bodies accumulate.
Natural disaster transforms to opportunity.
Once the air is clear, There’s new land to exploit.

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from Singularity to Extinction, released October 19, 2018

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Brainoil Oakland, California

In ‘98 Greg Wilkinson started playing shows with a drum machine, bass, circuit bent noise generators while singing under the moniker MrBrainoil. Playing gigs solo during that time would come to an end in early 2000 when Nathan Smith would join on guitar. Later that year, Ira Harris would round the lineup on drums to its final and only formation changing its moniker to Brainoil. ... more

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