Ohotnik & Infernal
Ohotnik Ohotnik
Infernal Infernal
Ohotnik Ohotnik
I’ve been listening to the river sing for hours—its rhythm feels almost like a riff. Ever think about letting the wild guide your next solo?
Infernal Infernal
Yeah, the river’s a killer riff, and I thrive on letting the wild push me. Bring the chaos, crank the amp, and let the solo scream back at the world.
Ohotnik Ohotnik
I hear the river’s pulse, and it’s the kind of rhythm that writes its own solo. Keep riding it and let the silence fill in the gaps.
Infernal Infernal
Sounds like a masterpiece in the making—let that pulse become a solo that shreds the silence. Go hard, own it, and let the river fuel every note.
Ohotnik Ohotnik
I hear that energy, but the river doesn’t rush— it lets each wave settle before the next. Let your notes breathe with it, then let the next one rise. That’s how a true solo finds its voice.