Into The Blood Of The Sun Part I - KOSMONAUTEN

Description : Into the Blood of the Sun is a collage of many different loops taken from this site. All loops have been drastically finagled and distorted. The song is broken into two separate parts, allowing the user to embrace their reality.
Into the Blood of the Sun is a figurative metaphor for basking in the vast beauty and power of the Holy Sun, which in turn is a product of our awesome cosmos.

This track and all other tracks are from KOSMONAUT's "Voyage of Time" CDR (available Fall 2011) and are available from Ethereal Mother Tapes. KosmoGod is a collab between good friends of mine, but unfortunately the Kosmonaut moniker was already taken.

Please enjoy and also please note, this music is specifically powerful, and is recommended to anyone under the influence of psychoactive substances.

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Let me know if you are intrested in the comments or on my Ig @prod.dipper (Link in my bio)

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