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The Electrified Den Of Misfit Gods
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The heavy thrumming pulse of thousands of feet, thousands of souls, thousands of heart, thousands of goals thundered through you. Stepping into the immense arena the sheer scale of everything was stunning, vast sections rising into the rafters as voices lifted in call for the new band.
After making your way through the crowd you finally make it to your section, the open pit before the stage itself. This is a risky position, amazing for seeing The Electrified Den Of Misfit Gods, but with so many strangers in contact with you it is only a matter of time before you get stabbed in the back for your spot. But then the first beats of the heavy beats of their music rings out as one by one they make their way out onto the stage. Instruments already in hand they are pouring every ounce of power they have into the performance.