Your breath is wasted here from the very first that you take
You would do well to stifle it from the start
Crucified but denied martyrdom
For any futile cause, for the womb ties all in thrall
Your kin cannibalize and consume all but dust
Yet are consumed by the sand that buries and cuts
Slashing through skin but drawing no blood
As it all it reveals is an empty promise
Locked in this linear cage
Confined and incarcerated by walls shrouded by oppression
Seemingly in reach but truly cold in their distance
A promise to never let you even graze salvation
A dawn devoid of light and an end slipping into dusk
They widen as they approach their close, a promise of black tranquillity
And yet all in-between is turmoil and toil
And the skulls that line your path
Encased in a crypt that perpetually fills but never grows
And as a gaze turns skyward swaying shapes come into focus
Miles of hanging bodies strung like gutted pigs
Their necks broken in exquisite jutting shapes
As they drift like silent stars in a night sky
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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