Warm burrow of sweet tar,
Teeming with life forms,
Whether they like to be toys?
A mistake is all that exists?
another failed attempt?
Even the creators are mistaken?
Or is this only part of the grand plan?
Several descended teachers were like trying,
Nevertheless they were not understood.
Is he worthy, when he stumbles over corpses, in the guise of a good?
Or we are not grown for their lot ...
He is worthy when he turns off trails,
Just because he eyes can not see?
Can say the one, whose world is built only on assumptions?
In the webs of thoughts, the forms of life,
Give in to time,
Gray ash.
Gloriously unrelenting, the new black metal masterpiece from Moray uses slashing riffs and searing vocals to tell an unsettling story. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 5, 2023