After putting eight 2-disc sets up for sale on 3/14, seven of them sold out within 12 hours, the last one sold after 6. So for 4/20, I'm putting up eight times that amount up for sale. I'm selling 64 sets of The Ilusen's Fallacy up for sale for 4/20, a date that bears all kinds of significance.
Each disk was handmade by myself, and each set comes with both discs in a jewel case.
If you have any special requests for your purchase, feel free to leave them in a message.
- Keegan Ostrowski
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This song was written when the Ebola Virus epidemics were outbreaking throughout countries around the world in 2015. Keegan figured since a good amount of people were aware of what the virus was, they'd be terrified of the idea of the disease becoming nebulized, and so he wrote Airborne Hemorrhagic Virus.
The songbuilding of this track sits on paper as an ordinary thrash or death metal song, but is full of much more substance than a lot of the original influences that it takes its feeling from.
This is supposed to be the most raw track on the album.
Started out as a virus in the waters of
Southern Sudan, in the Nile Valley of North Africa
Traveling to Zaire, tearing its way through the Congo and
Zambia, eating through third worlds like a
Modernized plague, with a body count skyrocketing to
Quintet-digits, with nothing as remedy,
The more it spreads, the more it mutates, evolves,
Escalates into something much more threatening.
Everlasting, rapidly acting, it's not reacting, to any treatment that we sequence.
Invincible, inevitable, indomitable, now it's plaguing all the air you breathe.
Horrific anomalic plague, spawned from conundrum,
From near a stoic location, mysteriously birthed by random.
No one’s confirmed from where it comes, but spectacle tells of a case,
Of a headmaster from Yambuku, who set up camp in one deadly place,
He was the first with these symptoms, since Nzara in June,
Believed to have Malaria, but soon treatment showed immune,
The doctors wrongly prepared, their Quinine was useless,
As more and more the virus spread, the disease was poised ruthless.
As ignorant as they were, reusing needles went over their head,
And as arrogant as they were, they overlooked how badly the virus had spread.
Roads and airfields all put under guard, they locked down, the city, under martial law,
Trouble, and panic, unfolded along, there was chaos.
Underneath all the fear laid the true key.
Mutagens, evolving the agent to a higher brand,
Able to survive being swept and carried through the lands,
Impossibly bred, but alive and animate anyway,
Unreactive to the environment
A coastal breeze, picks it up and throws it across the sea,
Deporting the virus out like a criminal expellee.
Like a raven migrating to the northern west,
Snowing down, aimed at more to infest.
Death maximal, international, supernatural, traveling to every single country
Emergency, high mortality, the ICDC couldn’t apprehend this level breach
Microscopic, taking place under human eye,
Catastrophic, creating chaos everywhere it flies,
Subconjuctive, bleeding its host to death out of its eyes,
Quite demonic, it’s highly predicted everybody dies.
Masks slapped onto every face who thinks they have a chance,
In vain, they too-late heighten research finance.
That’s the thing about futility, you never prepare until you need
To solve the problem, now it’s time to concede.
A guaranteed death, with a genus made undefeatable,
Once the contact is made, it’s set into be repeatable
Can’t keep yourself safe, can’t lock your doors or seal yourself away,
The only type of quarantine is to vacuum out from all the oxygen.
Neurotically, sporadically, intravenously not following any type of bias.
Tragically, high-casualty, chaotically, due punishment for being impious.
from The Ilusen's Fallacy [DEMO],
track released August 8, 2016
Guitars: Keegan Ostrowski
Bass: Linus Klausenitzer
Harsh vocals: Keegan Ostrowski