So, what we got is rock. Hard but not too heavy, meant to cause partying more than headbanging.
After I declared the tune ready, I already knew I was gonna call it “… of love”.
Creature? Tragedy? Force? Too stupid, sad and obvious.
Moment? Persistence? Explosion? Too cheesy, weird and come on…
While pondering, I looked out the window and lo and behold, icy particles were falling from the sky. Therefore HAILSTORM OF LOVE.