Victim of a budding love
I enter the temple of light
Effusive sacrosanct triumph
At dawn of new sensations
Slave of exhilaration
Eros addict
Perfect adequacy
The upper mountain of rapture falls down
A wind of spoken words
Shapes a cataleptic block
Blows away the ashes of a golden age
And forges the iron chains of sideration
Under a partial eclipse
Denial fills the refuge of flesh
Emotional lift has broken down
I had been waiting so long in fire
I had been waiting so long for fire
Random disruption of behaviour
Anger and prayer to reinvolve
In this mysterious journey
With no return
I enter the slaughterhouse of the rising sun
And glimpse reality
I can't forgive myself
Will one forgive me
Harbinger of mourning
Or death drive process
Crucified on the way to redemption
Twilight of feelings
Carved in a heart of stone
Remember to forget me
Revelation evolves in hemostasis
Bittersweet recalling disperses the fog
Emerging from a deadlock
A new will to live calls for liberation
Closure's threshold
Sentenced to cyclic infliction
I won consciousness of existence in loss
Impurity is what we aspire to
Fragments of the pitch-dark night remain
Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann