Come down and breathe the shadow bubbles within my thoughts
Come down and inhale deeply the mouldy odour of my spectral attitude
The branches of salt, the white branches,
They come from tears that are not mine
From steps I did not take I did not leave behind
And of which the sand skin remembers the flood-tide
A dark passage unites all perfumes
A woman pledged herself here one day
She became so bright I could no longer see her
With these eyes which have seen my own self burning
Now I watch over myself and my thoughts
Like a vigil in strange hallways.
I breathe the shadow bubbles within my thoughts -
Deeply inhaling the mouldy odour of my spectral attitude
supported by 18 fans who also own “Spectral Attitude”
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
supported by 17 fans who also own “Spectral Attitude”
definetely one of my favourite bm projects lately, love the synth elements. makes you remember how amazing, but terrifying, space really is :) scumdrug
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020