The void bids me welcome
I gaze down the depth of the abyss
Choked by threads of human flesh
And drenched in blood from the altar of slaughter
Am I about to fall
Or throw myself deliberately therein
In command of the imminent death
The conflict mirrors sheer tortures of the damned
Devoid of God
Man is condemned to be free
A vulgar display of the absurd
A futile hunt for clarity
In which my breath is confined
And my hands are tied
So I suffocate
In deep frustration
I offered my soul
A two-part drama did unfold
A time to bring forth and a time to die
But mostly to die
And my breath is confined
And my hands are tied
So I suffocate
Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann
Nearly a decade after their last LP, the Chicago post-metal trio resurface with a punishing concept album set in an apocalyptic wasteland. Bandcamp New & Notable May 5, 2024
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024