…or to sidestep and switch off the lower body for it to unsaddle its mount,
having turned stranger to survival tensions and with its temper calmed?
something is gliding to beyond the rim without acknowledging itself, leaving only its shadow on maps.
a day will come when the ascetic withdraws into a desert where the weight of the loss is the most pronounced and starts climbing the ladders to sip God’s milk.
(and even when glancing under the flattest of caps the voice of God is to sound potent in those who have watched elsewhere and from elsewhere back.
their bodies will toll like bells in the rumble of truth,
their spirit will flicker like a candle in the final blow.
the hope of infinity be ablaze, unbound in their bright eyes!
from the exhaustless well of love be drawn!)
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