Bloodshot fangs and blue amber
Soothed by evanescent lustre
Slumber, beneath frigid timber
Against ember, one ought to flicker
Merely to fossilize and shatter
Crocs de sang, ambre bleu
Apaisée par un éclat évanescent
Sommeil, sous des bois glacés
Contre les braises, quelqu'un scintille
Simplement pour fossiliser et briser
Plain ether, callous toward bareness
Callous shell of reflective bliss
Lignée de sang mordue par le gel, mais amer
Repoussé avec mépris, d'une couche de verre
Blackness, core of whiteness
Noirceur, Noyau de Blancheur
supported by 21 fans who also own “Mvt. II: Pavane”
This album sounds like it was recorded inside of a dream. Soothing melodies, distant vocals and amazing beats - Endlhëtonëg is simply something else botwin336
supported by 20 fans who also own “Mvt. II: Pavane”
Ἡ εἰκών was an impressive debut, but way too short! Luckily, Ψευδομένη arrives to satisfy the urge for more of what made its precedessor hit hard and fast: some atmospheric moments (don't be deterred as this is still brutal, dissonant and disgusting to the core) and at the same time, J.L. is exploring longer tracks - e.g. my personal favourite - and implementing some cavernous lows. If there's one thing we can all agree on, it's most likely that this man refuses to stand still. What a pace! David Fischer
supported by 18 fans who also own “Mvt. II: Pavane”
What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music. Sælzer Bub