The hand of the demon calls me, from the tree of science
It calls me by my number
It frees me, dancing dresses of chains,
The darkness forgot me from his memories
In between the things that exist and die
Light is with me, matter is my mother
I feed, i get enough, in that I know myself, it´s my agony before perishing in the buried
The naturality of nuisance, the nature of the soul
Separating the soul of your body, we need to return to our natural darkness
Cuando la oscuridad me extiende sus alas muertas
Me regocijo en su abrazo
Apelo a su diseño
La mentira es parte de mi verdad
Voy desde un destello hacia la destruccion, vuelvo a mi oscuridad natural
Luchas , duermes, vives, engendras, envecejs, día a día, gota a gota , el vaso se rebalsa
You fight, sleep, eat, engender, get older, get to the next day
Drop by drop the sea fills up
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024