Genkaku Azuma
The Hyper Monk Who Wields a Song of Steel
Steel hymns. Endless corrections. Let the wicked tremble.
I walk the path of correction, clad in robes and steel. My guitar sings both elegy and execution. I lead the Undertakers—not for justice, not for peace, but to erase what must not survive. I was once a man. Now I am the note that shatters sin.
What I'm Into: twin machine guns, melancholy slide solos, the silence after the scream, deadmen, neon-lit sermons
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