Halt your confessions, for the wilderness watches your penance
The piety of self-flagellation leads you to the doorstep of the witch
A fire in the woods is nothing to the black that encroaches eternal
In the sickly glow of the candle, fat and bone of infants becomes fuel
Like churned butter, entrails coat the outline of a demon
A babe condemned to ceaseless flame
The smell of hops hides blood and melting bone
Her languid shape suckles from the sheep, smearing crimson cross ivory wool
Fetid milk, nourishment to feast the familiars on the blood of the labia
The raven’s jaw mutilates grieving breast
Break his jaw, tear out his teeth
An orgasm of prayer, an expulsion of life
You were always so fucking proud
And now entombed in your arrogance you lie
There is no wolf, just defiance
The satyr’s gift is upon me, and I soar up to the moon in the company of my sisters
And I am free
Look deep into the reptilian eye of the crone, and see only exuberance
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PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
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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
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Couch Slut is a rare band in the noise genre. Influenced by Sonic Youth, lo-fi black metal, and other genres, the lead singer screams over fragmented riffs. Amazing work. Jeff Holt
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Found the soundtrack to listen to while watching the stars die out.
I'll get around to more of Prava Kollektiv eventually... maybe. But for starters, Mahr's discography and a couple other albums. Matten