This title has been given to me on more than one occasion and perhaps it is appropriate in some instances. In others more like MedievalCore or SciFiCore, an epic warrior's tale of courage and valor. I am a broad dreamscape intertwined with a melancholy tendency towards violence. I live in the beyond beyond with a brain touched by drugs and a body drenched with pain. These are the mingling warlocks who cast spells on fortune tellers so they see that the past is the next best thing before the afterlife. So, maybe I am, in fact, NegedCore. I rotten mix of ashes and sludge from a tar pit eating your body from the inside out and slowly pulsing through your veins. My blood is black with a forked tongue and filed teeth that are so jagged my lips are ragged with raw flesh hanging between stalactites on the roof of my mouth. I speak to you through this vessel.