Two figures emerge from the dark woods
a thick fog spun through the trees
like a silk web
a pregnant moon illuminates the field
frantic screams of desperation
their blades swing exhaustively
at each other
clanging steel
rattling mail
beads of sweat roll down their faces
bloodshot eyes glaring at each other
a betrayer
they will fight to the death
a thrust, riposte, then parry
only one walks away
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 Belgian band explore heavy psych, tribal rhythms, free-jazz freakouts, meditative drone and the vast, shadowy spaces in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 22, 2020