ymir forges a perfect epitaph for these convulsive pandemic times ... epic black metal songs of a feeling from the 90s transferred to this pestilential present, an authentic ceremony of death ... true!!!
The crackle both summons a cold campfire and a Nosferatu film reel. What a fantastic atmosphere. This is everything black metal should be: dark, gothic, icy, emotive, depressed and triumphant, yet dare I say, romantic. Romance in the modern sense as well as in the older sense of passion and drama, stage plays in dim and melancholy theatres. The pacing and breath within and between songs is also phenomenal. Wow, what a record. pinkytheent