Fate have its way. I saw this future. Vague with a splash of sarcasm.
I'll close my eyes so they don't play tricks on my ears.
Distant conversations, too many to hold, too many to read.
Interpret what? The mind and all of its fallacies? Keep quiet and let them turn you.
Cold hands, so calculated. The warmth left long ago.
A landscape devoid of life. Pale. Premeditated.
Fata Morgana. Complex. Distorted.
Closer than before but farther than you ever knew.
This album is haunting, beautiful, and cathartic. One of the best post-black metal albums out there. I bought a cd on Discogs, but needed the vinyl. Доберман Сатз