Sometimes, it’s like chewing glass.
This flood in my mouth is strange,
Because I can’t tell what I am chewing on.
Slipping into this lethargic trance,
To mute my thought stem
Of anything from conjuring
Your whispering life lenses.
So fixed on finding my sleep again,
I forget how you lurk.
Standing in a thick of fog,
Your cryptic fingers trip me into this river
Of illusions and bone-eaters.
My life strings barely flutter on anything,
Let alone this now bitter wind.
You spoke of the end and
Said nothing at all.
Give up.
supported by 18 fans who also own “Appears Shrouded, Through Mire-Dim Light.”
blackwing is still my favourite cloudkicker release but subsume sure is up there. I think I prefer the original to the remaster honestly (it's been a while though, I'll have to listen again soon) katsumashi
supported by 16 fans who also own “Appears Shrouded, Through Mire-Dim Light.”
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
Five veterans bashing out their own new version of post-hardcore; world-weary perspective, fresh, urgent, crackling with feeling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2017