a gaze into the abyss

by ANTLERS

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k I've loved this album for years and finally decided that I needed a physical copy. This album really is something special. The atmosphere is encompassing and vast and the assault of desolate riffs pummel you with a flurry of emotion. They suffocate you in despair and sorrow only to allow you brief moments of release. A true gem. Favorite track: memories of the extinct.
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Aaskrähe Great Mix of Atmosphere, Melancholy and Sound Structure, great first Release !!! Cascadian Black Metal from Germany...... Favorite track: memories of the extinct.
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Alder666 Track 2 - Carnival of Freedom and Betrayal and Track 5 - A Jail of Flesh
A very good listen from start to finish!!!
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reverence 01:29
2.
Carnival of freedom and betrayal. Not me. I am not the one that you adore, O happiest mob of god´s elect. Not me. The fire tonight burns on the altars the statues fall with everything that will never be again. The old world is consumed like parchment in the flames. The world, the sky, Time. None of it will never be again. But a rising ocean, a wave of fury. Four horsemen galloped all by my side, faces of death, pestilence, famine, war You, the last of the earth. You are the first. Everything starts here. Forget your name your people, your godless merchants. Forget it all. Because the past belongs to the dead. The old world is consumed like parchment in the flames. the earth, the night. Time I promised you the new Jerusalem I brought you Hell. Now follow me... ...with joy, The new world is born like maggots in the flesh. The earth, the night. Time.
3.
hundreds 07:23
Hundreds Right now. On the top of the giant asleep I watch down under my feet the green deep sea. Rythmic waves at the mercy of the cold wind mesmerize me, songs of sirens burst the sky. Moths with burning wings spinning downwards the sea. Dragged like scraps of metal by this magnetic field. Falling deep deep drowning. I am not alone. Crawling as one, We come by hundreds Sweet kisses of wooden lips warm my body and bring me peace. Dive in an embrace of roots. Closed are the gates of time, now all sucumbs between nothingness and eternity. I feel for last time the pulse of the earth which sets the hiss of the snake and here she comes to me lifeless sweet sweet crawling and as her black tongue licks my bones now I know now I belong now I am all Now I am one with silence.
4.
To the throats I dreamed of thousands of bodies raining, falling like bombs straight to their graves. Manna coming from heaven just to feed grief. Fields covered with the glorious corpses of all the believers broken under the wheels, Meat for the dogs and compost to the soil. Nothing else No valhallas, no glory, no god was here to see how the young blood is the one best bleeds Th' Angel of Fate turns them with mighty hands, And casts them out upon the darken'd earth! ´till all the graves are digged and the deserts are painted in red And rise, with ghosts, over the well-fought field. So be it. More!, more!, never enough! and the leftovers pile up in massgraves.. Bodies rotting, life sprouting. Stems crawling silent to the throats of the murderers.
5.
A Jail of Flesh Now I stand at the edge of this open grave and it stares at me, in silence to announce it´s not my time yet. but for the enemy who dwells in me. I feel how the abyss stares back. Night never falls into these walls. Bars forged in skin and blood. Condemned to have to look at the ground in this hell I am trapped, in this burning white light. I shall open my veins wide to impregnate these sick walls. To corrode the stones and let my soul go straight to burn in the sun.
6.
Memories of the extinct Again. Feel the death of ages inside me as the weight of an overwhelming heritage. Father, look through me as I inmerse my hands into your ashes. Am I cursed or am I blessed? Where and when lies the source of all my fears? My eyes roll white and I look back ´till the day I will face the megaloceros. Again I am nothing but the last step on the transformations of the self The blacksmith forges a new shackle in the ongoing chain I will transcend as long as I carry the memories of the extinct I will trascend Alchemy of the spirit. Dark matter flows to the primal ocean where we were not but one. As i was before my birth I will be after my death the hammer will sound until the lineage is extinct.

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ANTLERS - a gaze into the abyss LP
vendetta records # 99

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released April 23, 2015

ancient hymns for the age of decay.

"This is the forest primeval, an ecosystem in a state of primal balance. There are the hunters and the hunted. Life feeds on life, and the cycle coils forever onward, subject only to the whims of the eldritch gods who carved this alien landscape as a sacred temple wholly separate from the contrivances of modern man. ANTLERS reign supreme in this pantheon, doling out harsh justice to unwary interlopers in the form of chthonic growls that reek of aeons of rot, electric bolts of blackened riffs, and austere, stately drumming. This is a testament to the wild, dangerous, foreboding, and captivating." (W.)

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