From the depths, the pits of agonizing pain. Where the light is void, and All That slithers Remains. A constant yearning, a gnawing, growing need. All life destroyed. And darkness Reigns.
Forged in hate. Carving weapons from an ageless poison. A festering boil, lanced and drained again. The stench of Fury. Caliginous, lurking, seething rot. Imbued with everything a verse 2 all that shines.
Darkness. I require the Solace of the shadows and the Dark of the night. Sunshine, is my Destroyer.
My presence, venomous. all that lives withers before me. The very essence of cancer. My tenebrous throngs, creep into the vibrant flesh of man, and ring the life, from his beating heart.
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