Black as the cell of this confinement
Black as our brandished lags
Black as these muddy waters
Black as my nights of torment
Black as the depth of my soul
Black as the dregs of my throughs
Where the tail of evil stabs
Hell shoots up
We live a permanent dusk
Hell shoots up
Black as the lips of liberty
Black as the infamous uniforms
Black as the dry blood
Black as the ink of judgment
Where the tail of evil stabs
Hell shoots up
We live a permanent dusk
Hell shoots up
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This is the most personally appealing piece of music I have run into in a long time - from the beautiful lyrics and art and the crushing, non pretentious gorgeous heavy music. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, crushing - are there are other words? Gorgeous, exquisite.... sock4never
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024
supported by 10 fans who also own “Black Is Not A Colour”
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