When a Dream is eclipsed by the dark side of the subconsciousness it descends into a Nightmare. As The Gathering nears, the eldritch tentacles of The Dark Carnival are creeping toward you, ready to warp your mind with The Wicked Shit! The first deadly vision we have for you is the extreme trap terror troupe...Scythe Gang 666! While keeping it West Coast Wicked, bleeding from the pages of Chapter 17 we present to you...Hexxx! Finally, the moon shows the image of The Devil as caustic clouds threaten overhead from the acid rap style of Detroit Murderous' very own...Esham! For decades now The Gathering has owned the dark sounds of the underground, and this year we celebrate that fact with fiendish glee! Stay alert right here for what else might be lurking at The Gathering of Dreams!
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