All life
Failing
Look around, what do you see?
This desolation calls
For the end of my human
Condition
I am ill of greed
Condemned to see
The ash
Of forgotten days
Solitude
Solitude
I have met the author
Of the crime
A silhouette that stands
In a mirror in front of me
Paralyze the moment
For the time is torn
Meaningless the hours
In this tomb
Solitude
Solitude
Follow the swine
Your deceit
Open the doors
To the pest
Forgotten
Torn
Off with your home
Useless
Sever the ties
To a life
Neglected
You are only
Obliteration
Nothing more
Take my word
And cry
Cry!
For this world
You've murdered!
Is this how it feels
To be free?
And in my heart I know
It matters little now
Oh, the irony...
In the search for truth
We've discovered
That we didn't know much
After all...
If “atmospheric black metal” implies majestic comedowns and dramatic dynamics, this powerhouse instead constitutes anti-atmospheric black metal. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 23, 2021