Chained to a body heated mattress.
Drowned in comfort, strangled by devotion.
Swatted by trust, electrocuted by the screen.
Corroded statues in perpetual motion.
Your stifled wish to kill yourself.
My drivel of comforting words.
Hushing deceit to shut your mouth.
Miserable squeals against wet hands.
Prepare the food. Watch it rot.
Eat glass and do the dance.
Flesh on flesh, stain the sheets.
Cover the bruises. Spit out the teeth.
Pretend.
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
What an album! The only reason the album didn't elevate them straight to stardom is not enough people heard it. Modern classic - from start to finish. c1ch