will the next sunrise ever approach
the flowered vines have ceased to climb
the veil of depression descends
fractured thoughts fade into the stillness
immersed in silver reflections
isolation tears at the seams
lost in fields of endless gray
grasping at the wretched silence
even in my dreams I can not escape
Some of the best raw black metal I’ve heard in a while. So many infectious riffs it’s absurd. Easily my favorite release from lamp of Murmuur. HyperboreanFrost