GOLGOTHES À PLEIN TEMPS, AUX ARPIONS MEURTRIS PAR CES SENTIERS PAVÉS DE BRAISES POURTANT DÉTREMPÉES. HISTRIONS PARVENUS, AUX CARCASSES CREUSES QU'AUCUNE FLAMME N'A JAMAIS LÉCHÉE. CE SOIR LA NUIT SERA ENFIN NÔTRE! ET NOUS LA FERONT CRÉPITER DE MILLE FEUX! TU SAIS, MÊME POUR L'ORDURE TOUT VIENT À POINT QUI PEUT ATTENDRE. ET NOTRE TOUR AUSSI EST VENU! OCCULTANT JUSQU'AU COMPOST QUE LES TORCHES QUI AMORCENT NOS PROPRES BÛCHERS SONT CELLES QUI HIER ENCORE GUIDAIENT NOS PAS.
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
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018
The UK four-piece summon the ghosts of metal past to create an unsparing album that's unmistakably contemporary. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 30, 2022