Behold the abyss from below
It’s time to leave the cradle of thorns
Dripping down the cunt of our unholy mother
The poison to feed the seeds of death
Open the curtains
Come forth from darkness
Spawning the seeds of destruction
In the hearts and minds of mankind
Our egos asunder
To death and it’s holy domain
Dancing flames on the ram altar
I’m becoming once more the daughter of fire
Eager
Turning into pure essence of power
I’m the burning sacrifice
Underworld's fire
Crossing the hidden path
Manifest
Chaos made flesh
Open the curtains
Come forth from darkness
Spawning the seeds of destruction
In the hearts and minds of mankind
Our egos asunder
‘Till death and its glory!
May this tunes of war awake the sleeping children
Set alight their black hearts
Fill their cups with raging water
Fill their hands with daggers to fight
And ground their feet at the bottom of the abyss
The Belgian band explore heavy psych, tribal rhythms, free-jazz freakouts, meditative drone and the vast, shadowy spaces in between. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 22, 2020