Exiled from spheres…
Now locked in a frostroom
Lurking in shapes…
Of his abolished
Greatness.
Escaped through wounds…
Unlocked are these chambers.
All that remains between the gallows and God
is a century of dismay
An epilogue which stammers its aporias
which locks itself in oblivion
Only this disarrayed time, this cutting where our gaps are clustered
All that remains…
What has become of His traces?
So many hollow basins
where stirs the broth of promises
But nothing comes, the Empire is cancelled
Only the ruins and their song of charms remain
We cannot heal our wounds
We can make them blades…
Carve it as oaths in the face
of a growing, expanding void
And dismiss this obese grimace
Made of impavid futures…
I remain.
From livid days to paraphs to counter the plots of the one‐eyed God
The wounds are our churches but they do not sleep
They have always breathed in the silence of dead skies
In the great stale bladder that we hold as a cosmos
When it is never anything but a monument to the dead.
A most vulgar strain of black metal ejaculate from these veteran kings of the underground that proves them one of its' most wicked creations. Merrimack
Finland's URN have churned out a ferocious blend of traditional metal and black thrash for over two decades. 'Iron Will of Power,' sees them detonate nine new blasts of metal mayhem with modern power Merrimack
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Tout est une question de perspective.
En regardant la pochette d'Algleymi, on se dira : "c'est un constat d'échec de l'humanité face aux puissances cosmiques". Mais le gigantisme de cette silhouette est un signe que Misþyrming veut plutôt s'emparer de cette puissance et le black metal le confirmera très vite. Il est plus maîtrisé, massif et épique. Si le chant est déjà impressionnant, dégageant plus de haine, les guitares sont de leur côté absolument monumentales. Un chef-d'œuvre du genre ! Jordan Vauvert