The tendency of the abyss is that every now and then pus spits out, spreading misanthropy and melancholy of unknown proportions and giving every hater an excuse to cross the apparent boundaries of society and finally stab a man in the back. So it has been since Cain. Srd, the five troubadours of darkness, sees his mission in serving black’n’roll visions as nothing less than hell, manifesting the agony of humanity for the last few thousand years and encouraging its eternal return.