Are you asleep?
Helianthus, golden bleak seeds
Are you asleep?
Pantheon fledged you
Are you asleep?
Cephalalgia aerified you
Stardusts, intergalactic verdures
Acornichal rain, granular scintillas
An aery, ruderals, totters
Upon their vessels are muds, your
death, sisters of mirth, and a
miscast sculpture
Under effulgence you ruminate
Your farcicality
Every insects!
Do not be afraid of representationalism
Do not be afraid of taciturnity
Do not be afraid of those pagodas
You belong to ubiquity, lines of flame
Palmer of THE GATE
Myriads parallel
They are described as expiration
Myriads parallel
Their roam alternates
A bewitching imagining of black metal lore set in the old American west. You can positively inhale the aura of despair and thick smoke that this record evokes. Grim cinematic atmosphere transmogrified into music. bloodbrulee
When it comes to the "atmosphere" in "atmospheric black metal", this release probably succeeds the most in making me feel like i exist within this universe of music. domfabio