Was ever sacred fire within these halls,
Or mere ghostcandle, ignis fatuus?
A temple turned sepulcher,
Marmoreal and self-become!
A fool's edifice unto smoke-scattered divinity!
Was ever truth quick amid the coals?
Their dictum echoes in atria
To fracture quaint remembrance.
They set it all down as naught,
They set it all down as naught --
Naught but the ponderous slough
From whence the gnosis slithered,
Slithered forth in shining, new scales.
Enter amid the chanting stone,
Whose murmuring corridors are holy ground.
Red Horeb burns with fire
Yet is not consumed.
A presence is here,
And a multitude.
Silencers, do you stop your ears?
The stones become a dread chorus,
Seed of faith's patriarch, raised of the very rock.
And spiritwoven in igneous union,
Rise as living stonework, a priesthood ascendant.
May our voices harrow you
That you should never forget.
With burning syllables
Mark we thee witness
Henceforth unto death.
punishing you with the most crushingly cosmic; blissful, violent, majestic; psychedelic visions of entropy and conquerment by the space-slug-slime slave overlords you never knew you wanted. an incredible experience bar none. ∞/10 ggallinwench
Atmospheric / Black / Doom / Death - Metal packed in 4 Songs with a running Time from 64 Minutes.......
Dark, grim, fast, melancholic and technical with a Mix from "Deathspell Omega" / "Ruins of Beverast" / "Leviathan (USA)" and "Dødsengel".......
No more Words left and just speechless.........
This world is built upon lies. Who we are, who we could be--predetermined, predestined, set in stone before we are even born. But it doesn't have to be that way. Lies can be exposed, foundations leveled, new structures built of blood and bone--living, screaming, free. Dave Aftandilian
A corrosive mix of death, doom, psychedelia, and black metal, the Portland quartet’s debut full-length is a bona fide underground monolith that shapeshifts with each listen, all while maintaining its essential heaviness. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 1, 2019