A sun below the clouds
like a tragic weary eye
dripping tears of gold
And I plead for a way
its prison, to escape
Take the last of me
in yearning agony
Bless me with the sight
of the unforgiven shine
that turns the stones to ash
We were there when darkness fell
where the I withers away
to wade to a desolate shore
and sink deeper into the unknown
We were there to hear his voice
calling us to his realm of gleam
In the void forever we'll bleed
up high into a sun above the clouds
A sun within the flesh
A cathedral of shadows
drawn by the wind
in the roar we will kneel
where the bliss of his love will tear us apart
I choose to shine, I choose to know his name
and drink from the fountain that is his mouth
I choose to rebel, I choose to speak his name
and behind his veil witness the end.
supported by 8 fans who also own “To Shine, To Rebel”
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
supported by 8 fans who also own “To Shine, To Rebel”
Great, versatile black metal with detail aplenty. Some songs are surprisingly upbeat at times - e.g. Carve My Name, before dropping into claustrophobic dissonance and ultimately exquisite atmosphere - while other songs come along as frenetic and apoplectic throughout. Then there's the dismal piano: presaging impending doom, gracefully placed in the middle of the album and interlaced with its successor. Let alone the closing track. This album will pull you deep into the currents of its misery. David Fischer
The Belgian band explore heavy psych, tribal rhythms, free-jazz freakouts, meditative drone and the vast, shadowy spaces in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 22, 2020