THE CONTRADICTIONS CONSUME ME. AT LEAST, THIS IS
SOMETHING I’D LIKE TO IMAGINE, YET CAN’T. ACTUALLY,
IT IS ME MYSELF, WHO ERODES AT THE CONTRADICTIONS. SO
MUCH BARELY AN ILLUSION I DESPERATELY TRY TO KEEP. THE
ATTEMPT OF BURSTING THROUGH; A BLATANT MISTAKE.
SOMEHOW, CHANGING EVERYTHING FOR THE BETTER,
IS WHAT I TRIED AND FAILED AT. BRIGHT COLOURS MINGLE
IN WHAT I INTERPRET AS QUIET BLISS, AS THEY MEET THE
WATER‘S SURFACE AND A WARM WIND KISSES MY CHIN.
IF ONLY DYING WOULD BE THAT BEAUTIFUL. I SUBMERGE
MYSELF IN THE WATER AND HOLD MY BREATH UNTIL MY
LUNGS BEGIN TO BURN. MY HEAD SPINS, YET STRANGELY I AM
CONSCIOUS OF MYSELF AND MY BODY AS NEVER BEFORE.
THE COLOURS THAT USED TO BE SO BRIGHT, BECOME BLACK.
Blinding, cinematic black metal with rich layers of synth make for an album sweeping in scope and punishing on impact. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 5, 2016
supported by 9 fans who also own “Contradictions, Consuming”
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