The courage in hasty eloquence. The wildness of the tongue speaks the folly of the heart. Silence becomes noises to ears that only listen to the uncertain. Actions without meaning. Nonsense words spinning on the wheel of time. Images that say so little. The eternal dilemma of the departure. To a better place. In the search of the never-ending peace. On this gloomy day we embrace the path to the end, but not even death will set us free. Let’s welcome the stigma of the doubt. The unexpected sight of a blind eye. Given on the last mass. No aftermath, no utopia. Handcuffed by the perpetual annoyance. No vanity in the final attempt. Perplexed by the sloth. Echoes of the spirit’s revolt dare to bloom wild. A litany to the perfect unending hope. Principle of the misfortune to come. Psalms of instability. The spotless irony of the grotesque life. In contradiction. The always-distant horizon pushes the barriers far beyond the fragile dusk. Farewell spirits of the dawn. Martyrs of oblivion. Architects of loss. Prophets of the spiritual decay. Servants of bare words. Farewell spirits of the dawn. Witness of the wanderer hope. Peace belongs to the kingdom of thoughts. A place of servitude and shame. Overhead the road to nowhere. The path to the very end. A place where not even death will set you free.
that's really impressive. again and again they come around the corner with catchy melodies. mixed very well. great voice. kick drums Iceland is wonderful Ƒiͥℝnͣwͫสld
La traversée du désert n'aura pas duré quarante jours mais quatre longues années...
Avec Панихида, Батюшка renaît enfin de ses cendres et, bien que désormais seul (ou plus exactement entouré de deux chanteurs), Христофор accomplit un miracle. Il s'inscrit dans la continuité de Литоургиiа avec un black metal orthodoxe qui nous convie ici à une cérémonie dédiée aux morts. Sa vision est englobante : les mélodies, la gravité et le silence font toucher le paradis ; l'agressivité est luciférienne. Jordan Vauvert