Against fear I fail
My recurrence intervened for the last time
Destined to descend into the nine circles
where Time does not rule over demons
My sentence will be eternal
The Obolus in my hands,
The payment guides me to Charon
Who patiently waits on the bank of the Styx
My descent, omitted by the first six circles
In the seventh, punished for my sin
Thus turning me into a decayed tree
My bones breaking into branches
My skin drying into bark
The cry of my agony claims the harpies
Lying on my gnarled limbs
She warns me, but terror clouds my thoughts
And digs her claws deep into my dry bark
Feeding the suffering of those of us who stand here
Outstanding album and Artist.
Raw,grim,melodic and devilish. Atmosphere is perfectly mysterious and full of hatred.
Those riffs and drumms are perfect
Higly recommended album and band, SANDRA.N.696
What you have here is the guitar driven lofi melody approach with impressive work on Roanoke side, but powered by the overwhelming and piercing of Sanguinous Moth and the remarkable Amargor’s drumming. Mão da Glória
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024