On a threshhold of the pandemonium where the darkness and day unites, we must decide last time what is the dream, reality, freedom, dependence and how do we relate to these things. Because there are no choice, the castle was built of sand and plastic and the flesh was created of the void...
Sunless... Silence...
Liquid sounds
From around
Soaks in a vein
Harmless violence
Borns a doubts
Thats about
The mind is main.
Stream of rapture,
Spring of happiness
Was a capyured
By a brain cells
It's immersion,
Contemplation,
It's immersion,
Contemplation,
Meditation,
Hallutination.
Buy
More...
Need more...
Ever more...
Wherefore?...
...Black screen is getting closer and closer. The thread is thinger and thinger. Every moment we need more and bigger. But last blink is so short and dim.
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Predominantly really slow funeral doom with varied vocals. The grunts are quite loud (think Russian дрём), bass is a bit too quiet. I enjoyed all songs. It's truely a harrowing experience and a showcase of what funeral doom can be if done right. Exemplary use of synths to create atmosphere. tr_🇺🇦