Zničil jsem vše krásné v dohledu
Spálil na popel a pozvracel
Plameny pohlcují
Uvnitř je cítit jen prázndo, chlad a popel
Jako v márnici. Jako v kostele.
Z lásky jsem udělal osamělou botu na silnici
A nikdo neví, jak se tam dostala
Prožívám vyprázdněnou naraci
svý monochromatický existence
Nevidím. Vidím. Nevidím.
A slyším jen vlastní myšlenky
Polibek jsem začal chápat
jako veřejnou výzvu k vraždě
Sbírám slzy, co jsem způsobil
a pečlivě počítám je
Barking ov Huge Pack ov Dogs And Howls ov the Mentally Ill
I've destroyed everything beautiful in sight
Burned it to the ground, vomited all over it
Flames are engulfing
Only emptiness, coldness and ashes can be felt inside
Like in a mortuary. Like in a church.
From love I made a lonely shoe lying on the road
And nobody knows how did it get there
I've been experiencing emptied narration
ov my monochromatic existence
I can't see. I can see. I can't see.
And I can hear only my own thoughts
I began to undestand a kiss
like a public call to murder
I've been colecting tears
which I have caused
and cautiously counting them
supported by 5 fans who also own “Štěkot obrovské smečky psů a kvílení duševně nemocných”
I have several friends that contributed tracks to this compilation. Black Metal is far too much associated with National/Socialism and Fascism. The Black Metal I adore has nothing to do with Satanism or Nazism. Hail Nature, F*$k that other crap. Nicholas Trandahl
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
supported by 5 fans who also own “Štěkot obrovské smečky psů a kvílení duševně nemocných”
Spun it about 5 times over the past weekend, in a sea of overbearing DM this demo hits hard with those blasts that groove along with the pummel of the riff, and solos and synths that take you somewhere else, better than the record versions imo. bacon_cakez