Open the gates as the darkness growing
As the sky opens with a roar
Burning the crops of a new dawn fading
The sunset leaves like a broken whore
Peel off the skin of t he howling banshee
Belial wings spread the legs of god
For those oppressed a new awakening
Feelings expressed from the lord of war
The time has come to seperate all evil
The lucid dream has come to pass
To violate the commands of leaders
Sirens screaming through broken glass
Gates open wide to the sound of laughter
As thunder strikes down on man
Theres no escape from the verticle entry
There is no turning back
Fornication in grandios fashion
Orgies of grief personified
Reveal the mischief of unknown pleasures
Finding closure in suicide
The time has come to seperate all evils
Prepare the butcher for the ends of man
Whispering shackles hold us in shadowplay
Faceless leaders in the grandstands
Drowning our veins, a lethal dose of this
Belial dream
Tainted morality,
Leaves us screaming for deliverance
Drowning our veins, a lethal dose of this
Belial dream
Tainted morality,
Leaves us screaming for deliverance
Sucked in by the succubi our thoughts divide
The bitter end but to descend the lower by and by
The gentle touch a scythe of size, the rouge upon the blade
Memories of the garden trees that withered as they sway
credits
from Beneath The Crimson Moon (EP),
released February 24, 2012
Vocals: Vatiel/Maelkleth/Saint Wikk
Lyrics: Saint Wikk
All music by Nachtterror
A truly stellar death/doom album with heavy doses of black metal. Tracks like Isolation, Child of Light, and Broken Hymns deliver the sorrowful and icy tone of this album, elevated by the stirring cello compositions of Raphael Weinroth-Browne. The album delivers a deeply satisfying crescendo in Becoming Intangible before stirring the soul once again with Epilogue. Matt Richardson
Beautiful isn't an adjective normally usable for black metal, but here we are. I swear I didn't cry at The Beauty of the Withering Flower...... Seriously though, this is amazingly atmospheric, awesome, and sad throughout this journey of an album. jojobinx
On ne frappe pas un homme à terre : c'est ce que dit la règle mais NONE a déjà prouvé qu'il ne les suivait pas et si son album éponyme retirait toute perspective de béatitude spirituelle, Life has gone on long enough, son deuxième opus, nous interdit l'accès au bonheur terrestre. La vie n'a aucune substance et la production plus distante le confirme. Le DSBM s'empare de textures sonores blues, mettant en relief une dépression urbaine. Les cris partent en fumées : ne restent que les pleurs... Jordan Vauvert