I see them reaping through the aisles of forgotten souls.
Purging elders of their sanctity and life abhorred.
They wilt away and fade to dust just like a memory
To be forgotten like the passing time we’ve thrown away.
To be consumed & lose control
By their minds they will be swallowed whole
Rip and torn to be no more.
Neglected and abandoned hopes
Being kept deep within their darkened homes (x2)
Cradled in the rocking bed by the scythe that cuts their throats...
Ripping through their arteries they beg “no more”!
“No more”!
We are devoured and unborn now unto pestilence...
The devil whispers out his trance as death begins to dance...
On our graves!
Begin the chants ,the angels scream...
Show them pain!
We suffer while the demons sing...
I see them reaping through the aisles of forgotten souls.
Purging elders of their sanctity and life abhorred.
They wilt away and fade to dust just like a memory
To be forgotten like the passing time we’ve thrown away.
Neglected and abandoned hopes...
Being kept deep within their darkened homes.
On our graves!
Begin the chants ,the angels scream...
Show them pain!
We suffer while the demons sing...
The excellent French metal band Epectase return with another brain-bender, offering an almost proggy take on black metal fury. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 21, 2022
Even in its prettiest, most celestial moments, the South Dakota trio's sound feels dark and dense and deeply rooted. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 24, 2021