infesting its infecting recalling nothing
Withered I'm swollen, swollen its withering
am I dying? dreams decompose into dead eyes
gazing back at an empty shell, let me collapse into the forest
thy dreams decomposing for dying eyes
Gazing back at an empy shell
collapse the limbs into the forest...
thy dreams decomposing for dying eyes
sew my skin into the earth, web my soul into the vines
infesting, infecting, withered and swollen
eroding, decaying, withered and dying
a webbed soul thats seeking peace
a tortured life of confusion and grief...
Absolutely apocalyptic atmospheric black metal full of towering, epic songs that stretch all the way out to the gloomy, misty horizon. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2023
supported by 4 fans who also own “...An Eternal Burial In Forests Of Delirium... part II”
Four incredible tracks, full of blackness, encapsulating the setting of the most infamous plagues from gloomy ages. So captivating, instantly! Spotless riffs and agonizing vocals, fastened by vicious and redundant, yet not at all mundane, drumming. In the last minutes of "Het Zwijn", the squealing sounds made by hundreds of pigs are highly unsettling but very fitted to the song's theme. The surreal cover art blends so well into this totally contagious atmosphere! Umbra Cornuta