Sitting next to a roaring, tall, blue fire that danced in a skull adorned fireplace, the cloak figure sipped from a chalice made from transparent obsidian. Laying upon his lap was yet another large tome, yet this time there were several others stacked next to the tall, encompassing chair. Running his claws upon the cover, he popped the lock open with a gesture, his eyes glowing yellow as he began to speak."
I have awaited this moment and here we are, my fiendish children, standing at the maw as it opens wide yet it does not feast on us, no. Emanating from this chasm comes a great many howls, the first of which being Archemoron. So begins the reign of terror and the wall of sound brought upon us by Satanath Records!
This is one of four superb albums I was presented in succession from this record label and it was only more solidified by numerous comments saying that this label seems to be unable to release or support a bad album, and I must agree. Though recently, I have seen a messages asking for aid and since they have offered me so much over the years, it is the least I can do to not only showcase these fine artists but also set others on the path of acquisiton for their very own collections from this astounding label.
So, the Satanath journey begins with the legendary and haunting Archemoron. To start off, this album hooked me instantly yet I have learned since that it is due to them being well practiced however unknown to me (no shocker there). If you are seeking thunderous black metal dripping with melody and power then Flagellum I is the album to give your attention. The Greek wraiths call and wail for you to listen!
1.) Uranos - This first track is carefully selected, really showcasing their strength and skills up front and wholly unleashed. Great selection to start with, you wicked beasts! Setting the pace for what is to follow.
2.) When Blades Shape Our Feelings - This track always surprises with the way it begins and evolves, pulling you in more and more, always expecting it to taper off or slow down but no, this one gets me every time and it shall you as well. Steel yourselves for this epic track.
3.) The Unhallowed - There is something heavier, weightier about this track, just the way it's structured or the focus on the power within each instrument and vocals. This one is quite captivating the more and more it goes on without you really even noticing. A welcome surprise in an already stellar lineup.
4.) Still In Sadness - A solid beginning to hook you that builds into a head banging rythym yet 2:25 lulls you back into the melody before unleashing some sick guitar work and drums upon the air all the way out.
5.) Thronos - The title and intro do a wonderful job of luring you in because this track, my fiends, has one hell of a segment within, check out 6:28 on and you will understand. That is how you buildup and unleash. This one completely caught me off guard and sold me immediately on this band's abilities.
6.) Red Eyes In The Mist - Strumming into existence, this track explodes shortly after into a surge of enchanting riffs and vocals yet the best is further, check out the build up from 3:06 to the wild ride it offers until the very end. Absolutely awesome.
7.) Utter Tranquility - The melodic beginning is a good way to start the final track on the album as we come to a close. This one is big, melodic, something above the others as far as emotion and power. Ending our journey proper.
I cannot say enough for Flagellum I or Archemoron. I find myself stunned and enthralled each time around and I have been waiting for the moment to present them in these old dusty halls. Something such as this can only make the week ahead all the better, all the more bearable. Give their page a visit, their album a listen, and support them and Satanath Records as well should you find this as wonderful as I.
Stay tuned for the follow up artists and albums in the weeks to come as we continue this string of terror from Satanath! \,,/
At the top of the dark spire, which reached up towards the night above, stabbing so high into the sky that it seemed to almost pierce the veil. Carrying a dusty tome, a cloaked figure crept toward and altar that faced the sky. Laying the large book upon, the figure waited , gazing toward the distant horizon before his yellow, glowing eyes crept upwards. Unlocking the book with a twisted key, the Mad Barron unleashed the cosmic beast that lay within, howling as it echoed and tremored into the manifesting clouds above. Swirling amongst the thundering blankets, the creature gained it's strength, it's haunting gaze peering down at the cackling mad man. The thing sneered and then bolted into the stars above, leaving in it's wake a radiant destruction.
Welcome back, my fiends. Though there has been a few star obsessed artists to grace these halls, few have paired it with Black Metal. Melodic Death Metal and Progressive Technical, sure yet this beast is quite pleasing... and most awe inspiring.
Siderean brings upon us something from the edge of space, Lost On Void's Horizon. I know this album shall offer something new, a dark star birthed from cosmic chaos.
1.)Eolith - A strong, hooking intro that carries into a tune over nine minutes long! A grand mixture of guitar and drum work with vocals that command a listen when they arise.
2.)Traversing - The only instrumental track however a welcome one. It helps set the feel, the ambience, as well as give you just enough of a break like the sun when it finally emerges from behind the planets.
3.)Lost on Void's Horizon - The title track and yet another strong intro (as it should be for this piece) and another nine minute track. Siderean really gives quality and quantity in their albums. The transition and interlude from 5:14 to 6:58 is captivating and once again reminds you that this is a celestial journey... then kicks back in gear until the end!
4.)Sidereal Evolution - The guitar work and prowess thrown together really makes this a memorable track.
5.)Coalescing Into The Expanse - ANOTHER awesome intro that plays into what may be my favorite track on the album. The pacing, vocals, and instrument work really flows even while changing and it always pulls me back like the gravitation of an imploding star: brilliant, heavy and crushing.
6.)Abyssophora - I don't know why but this last track really caught me off guard. Not only is it strong and captivating yet somehow the track name did not present that, making it all the sweeter and the best track to end on.
So, as we reach for the stars and the heavens, into the black abyss and turbulent unknown hiding in the shadows of moons, let Siderean carry you onward, guiding the way or helping those... Lost On Void's Horizon. \,,/
Rocks splash against the jagged coastline beneath the looming tower, perched atop the end of what seems the world before the black waters. Yet, this haunting spire hid more of its depths within the earth, winding down into the stone below. The churning seas splashed against a the maw of a cave that was as vast as it was dark, guarding the secrets that lurked further in. It is here we find our host, the Mad Barron himself, carrying yet another cryptic tome as he stilled himself at the edge of where all the depths met. His yellow, luminous eyes gazed out upon the horizon, into a storm brewing in the distance. The crack of thunder and the slashing lightning stirred his cold soul as his usual grimace turned into a smirk. Opening the tome, his eyes still captivated by the storm beyond, he raised the large, decrepit book and let loose the terror within, wailing and sundering the sky in equal ferocity as the tempest abound.
"Welcome back to another Metal Monday, my fiends and monsters. Do we have a treat this time around. Unbeknownst to me, Ninkharsag awaited me within the dusty halls that I had wander on occasion. Forgotten, overlooked, this gem of a band is a must for all who enjoy Black Metal however this also pleases fans of Melodic and Death metal alike, very much reminding me of such greats as Abbath, Lek, and Rimfrost. It has that dark, cold that all of them carry with the prowess and horror-toned lyrics as Rimfrost while vocally reminding me more of Lek. Overall, this second release (yes, I am late to the party as usual) is a phenomenal release and would highly recommend for anyone old or new to the genre, or if you just need something familiar yet different.
The Dread March Of Solemn Gods. Right out the gate, the title is absolutely a hook and sells me of what is to come while the cover art is on point with how to visualize where this journey is about to take us. I mean, it captures my mourning commute perfectly! *sinister, ridiculous laugh ensues* So, two solid efforts of presentation with the cover and title but let us delve into the real tasty bits, the succulent marrow of metal that Ninkharsag has loosed upon us.
Track Breakdown (Key Points)
1.) Night Wraith - First track, atmospheric and instrumental, a fantastic way to structure and an equally sweet tune. Not to mention, it is title Night Wraith and that is ideal for how I like to address Metal bands such as this.
2.) The Dread March Of Solemn Gods - Continuing from the first track, we kick into gear and set off wailing into the cold wastes. Less than 40 secs in you will be assaulted with awesome wails and guitar work followed shortly by thunderous drums and synergy. Honestly, a stellar way to start an album not to mention be your title track.
3.) Under the Dead of Night - The lyrics creep me out because it makes me think of home... such as "Descend the crumbling stairway to the labyrinth within... Can you hear the howling on the night winds?" Yeah, this one is written gold.
4.) Lunar Hex; The Art Of Mighty Lunar Lycanthropy - Werewolves!? Oh, such creatures I can relate to and made better by this strong, ferocious track.
5.) The Necromanteion - Haunting intro pulls you in and once it kicks in you will be hooked HOWEVER this track has the choice riff in it. Give listen to this wickedness starting at 3:00 on... and thank me later.
6.) Discipline Through Black Sorcery - Discipline AND Black Sorcery in the same sentence? This must truly be a powerful tune.
7.) The Tower Of Perpetual Twilight - Possible Theme Song given the lyrics. This song starts of super strong and is unrelenting as it continues with woe and doom.
8.) Spectres Of The Ancient World - 2:26 on hides the true strength of this song and rivals the work in The Necromanteion. This also has some of the atmospheric elements that are few and far.
9.) Strigoi Diabolicum - Vampires too!? This album has it all, folks. Yet, here at the end is one of the best tracks. The level of work put into the song is wild and brilliant, drawing me back everytime to listen. 1:30 has a change in power like Ninkharsag was just waiting until the end to unleash. This track hooked me from the gate and really shows off their skill and understanding of the genre.
Nine tracks... Yeah, this album offers not only quality but quantity! Overall, a dark and delightful album to add to your collection. It now haunts my halls and I couldn't be more ecstatic. If I have to choose a song to promote or say is favored then it would be that the last is the best: Strigoi Diabolicum. This is tough considering that epic guitar work in The Necromanteion but I stand with the vampire finale as my top pick yet keep in mind, this album as a whole is ridiculous. It staggers me that it is completely great from beginning to end and is so well put together.
Now, go unto this week with renewed vigor and The Dread March Of Solemn Gods to steel you against the cold, treacherous winds abound." \../
Link below for album and lyric details:
A figure wanders towards the old, vacant tower which looms over the dark and cold coastline. Wandering in, tome in hand, the figure moves upwards towards the top of the stone spire. Lighting candles, the hooded figure places the tome on a dusty lectern, placing on hand upon it while removing the hood. Bracing himself, the mad spirit unlocks and opens the binding. The candles wane and dance as the air stirs, a low howl building into a force of resonance echoes from the pages as we start yet another Metal Monday.
"Nor I or the Metal is dead. On the contrary, we are equally alive and thriving, burning with power and prowess. I have returned from a long sojourn with much in the way of wraith songs, collected during my absense as I wandered and gathered. On this hallowed eve, we gather once more to unveil and showcase one such find. Recently acquired and released upon the world, Leiþa graces these halls as a welcome guest with the profound Sisyphus!
Tired from my travels, I cannot offer much depth beyond the presentation. This is one for you to listen and learn for if it bellows from here then it must be worthy of attention. Know that this is of Greek born mythology, of Sisyphus and his damned eternity handed down by Zeus. Post black metal with hints of melodic and atmospheric tones. FFO Wilds Forlorn and Mgła. Do give the track Mühsal a listen for something hauntingly beautiful.
Beyond that, welcome back once more to my black tower, to the halls filled with howls and hums both dark and wondrous. Stay, listen and read."
Echoing from the darkened wood, the roots begin to stir, writhing as the noise vibrates through the air and earth. Two black-clad figures drift and shift between the bark wrapped land, howling to the sky as the summon the forces of nature to thrum with them. The oaken-faced wraiths return once more to wail with the wind and tremor the earth.
I was excited when I saw my siberian brethren unleashing another sundering album and I am even more ecstatic at how wondrous it turned out. Grima, who is no stranger to my site, has always impressed me and captivated me with their sound so Rotten Garden just furthers that love for this enigmatic pair.
I gotta say, Cedar and Owls was a phenomenal choice to pick as the first track, laying the ground work ahead for what this album exudes. Mourning Comes at Sunset follows and may seem simple at first however it grows into a stunning track as it progresses with synergistic work between the vocals, guitar, and drums. Next is our showcase track, At The Foot of the Red Mountains. I was already fond of the track name from my days of wandering the ashen lands of Morrowind with the Red Mountain looming in distance. Upon listening to it though I was hooked as the accordian began to dance and lure me, pulling me further into the haunted timbers of the taiga. Old Oak sweeps in behind and is the perfect choice after such an astounding track with it's atmospheric tune. Rotten Garden begins somberly afterward, building into a phenomenally long track (which I am always a sucker for) and rightfully so since it is the title piece. I can tell they put a lot of love and work into this album solely by this track alone. Now, I am not sure why this keeps happening yet when I saw the name Grom for the track title I thought it was familiar. Ironic moreso since I started play WoW once again (though Grom Hellscream seems forgotten to most). I really dig this track and it gets better with every listen as it echoes from the caves and awakens calderas. Lastly, and my third time owning the track, we have Devotion to Lord. Now, I am still a huge fan of the original release of this track however I like to hear it on occasion to remind me of the work and effort Grima has endured to build these albums.
Rotten Garden stirs that old earthen soul of mine and beckons me to bellow out across the mountains and ice, to call to the spirits and beasts that listen, to those that hear the songs of the earth. Here's to Grima and one hell of a metal monday! l,,l
In there, within the tower looming in the distance, a light flickers, a being stirs. Awakened from its slumber, the horrid creature shambles once more into view, staring down at the world. It's gaze is as cold and creeping as the frost forming upon the landscape, winter mere weeks away. Gripping a wicked staff in one hand, the black robed figure raises it high and opens its maw wide. Echoing across the land, sundering and sorrowful plays the song of his people... the undying howl of metal.
"Yes, believe it or not children I still haunt these lands. Shuddered awake by the call once more, I tear myself from the depths of the void to usher in more delicious blackness. In my soul-journ I have found much, too much to simply gaze upon once a week. No, this time I take you to the raging storm atop the mountain of madness and leave you to be assailed by all that I have found in the months prior. So, prepare yourself as the mighty frozen storm swirls around you and pelts you with the might of metal!" - The Mad Barron
Cracking open a tome, the black robed figure begins reciting words, and each time the storm grows, whether it be violent, cold, silent yet ominous, this monstrous force swells with fury and sound.
I call upon thee YGG and the Hymn of Nature!
I call upon thee Opeth, the Apostle In Triumph... the April Ethereal!
I call upon thee Eoront, The Sun of the Spirit and Wormwood!
I call upon thee Frozenwoods! Woods Go To Their Eternal Rest where One Hour Ago Where Night Was Longer... Beyond The Ashen Snowstorm.
I call upon thee Dreichmere where As Golden Dust we dwell!
I call upon thee Boréalys... Where The Waters Part.
I call upon Fires In The Distance as we gaze upon Reflections In The Ice.
I call upon four black winds: Abamath, Labyrinthian, Ramihrdus, and Tahazu. Ashes Of Forgiven Sins drift down upon us.
I call upon thee mighty, two headed Draconian! Rising with the Moon Over Sabaoth
I call upon thee old Fuath and the Blood of the ancients.
I call upon thee Yoth_Iria to speak the words: Sid Ed Djinn!
I call upon thee Misery, Doom, and The Deep where They Came From Visions summoning Terra Ultrix.
I call upon thee Beleriand howling In The Black Wind The Stars Shall Die.
I call to thee glorious Fellwarden oh beloved Pathmaker.
I call upon thee powerful Arx Atrata. The Traveler. The Broken Man.
I call upon thee Celtachor who wanders The Battle On The Shore.
And lastly, to enrage and empower this frigid tempest, I call upon thee Winterlore!
Bring the Blackened Northern Might! Bring the Winterlore and Spears Of The Dead!
"I have loosed upon that which I have collected and it shall not weaken for a great deal of time, not a storm such as this. Know that I still watch and loom, I wander and listen, even in times of silence and solitude I keep the fires burning, awaiting for when the call of metal stirs the air once more. May this swirling madness hold you unto the next time I stir..." lml
My muse is relentless regardless if I am at work or on a hike, her call must be listened and absorbed. Here is the latest piece of madness that has more to come...
The Lost House
Victor opened his eyes wide as a searing pain overwhelmed his body, staggering him awake, frantic from the energy. To compound this feeling he realized he could not move, he was somehow restrained though he was laying down however the pain surged regardless. It was inescapable, all invasive upon his body and into his mind. There was no escape, no relief, it was writhing agony that he could not shake though his body did so achingly.
Suddenly appearing before him, a woman loomed over him and mouthed words he could not hear. Victor did not know this woman and it was in this moment of arrival that he began to notice all the more errors. He did not know this room, he did not know his clothes and bed, the scenery outside was unfamiliar. This information fused with the waking pain and he was overwhelmed, panicking from the sensory overload, his fears compounded by the fretful look on the woman's face. Her words did not reach him still and as tears filled his eyes and blocked his vision, Victor lost consciousness.
It was the next moment that he found himself standing across the street from his own home, the sun setting in the distance and radiating the sky with hues of purples and orange fanning across the waning blue. Victor stood there in awe as if this shimmering brilliance was new to him but rather it was a relief from the nightmare he could so vividly remember. Touching his chest and stomach, Victor felt no pain, as a matter of fact he felt rested, almost weightless even. He could not remember the last time he did not have some ache or pain that stemmed from old injuries and damage from overuse.
Looking back to his home, Victor smiled as he walked across the street, filled with an odd euphoria, almost gleeful. He grasped the door and found it locked. An inkling of fear swept his mind for a brief moment before he rummaged through his pocket and found his key. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. Victor did not look back. He did not see the two figures standing behind him so close they could touch him. They watched as he entered,, their gaze fixated moreso on the house and the door than Victor himself. He shut the door and the two figures were gone.
His home was well lit and vibrated with a welcoming energy. The smell of baking wafted over him with an intoxicating aroma while the echoes of jazz filled the area with postitive energy. He stood just inside the doorway and took in the whole of the house, a faint smile pulling at his face all the while. Alice, his wife, exited the kitchen with a plate of fresh cookies, making her way to the coffee table to place them for the family to enjoy. She, and the cookies, dropped to the ground the second her eyes fell upon her husband, eyes filled with tears of overwhelming joy. Victor slumped down against the door, his eyes welling with tears, hand covering part of his face as he too was taken down by this moment. Alice rose a moment later and sprinted across the room, bumping through all obstacles, her arms grasping around Victor as she collapsed into his lap in tears. The noise summoned his children, Julia and Rocky, one from the kitchen as well and another upstairs. They fell together as a family and rejoiced with their reunion, all clinging to Victor as he struggled to hold all three. As Victor opened his mouth to speak, he awoke.
Flames of undulating pain scrapped across his body as he opened his eyes to the unfamiliar room once more. Their were two figures this time, one man who was holding him down while the woman prepared a syringe. Victor's eyes were the only free to move so they looked around frantically, searching for anything. In the doorway, behind the others, stood a man who seemed impartial to the ordeal. Faintly, though there was a sign of curiosity, this man's gaze fixated on Victor and no one else. His attire was that of a doctor but his gaze was wild and sharp. Other's moved past him but still he only looked at Victor. He began to lose consciousness once more and this put a smile on the man in the doorways face. Victor was relieved that the pain was subsiding yet nothing else made sense and he could no longer resist the fog that was caressing his entire being. He felt into sleep once more. The man in the doorway watched a little longer until he was the last. He clicked the light off to the room and shut the door. Victor was left in silence and darkness.
First off, this album cover has striking similarities to Skogen's Vittra album art https://skogensweden.bandcamp.com/album/vittra which may have been one of the reasons I was also drawn to Gloosh and their most recent release. Regardless, I dig both pieces of artworks and am equally floored by how creative and wonderful these artists are.
New to this forgotten place, but not to me, Gloosh peaked my interest some time ago after showcasing Grima and Pathway. Hailing from that cold northern expanse as well, Gloosh howls with a familiar call, something I seem to only find with the likes of the others and it inevitably draws me in. I am either displaced or we hail from the same endless dark woods that I have wandered so often.
Though short, The River is sweet and powerful, as a mighty river should be. At times tranquil and captivating with its intro Rivulets and the outro Stones. It is the rapids and waterfalls within the middle that will grab you, sunder your body, blasting you with the cold essence of our life binding force, both destructive and rejuvenating.
I am torn between The Source and The Estuary yet the showcase falls to the latter since it haunted me first. However, keep points of both would be 6:12 until the end transition from The Source to The Estuary which explodes into life but do not be fooled, the The Source as a whole is wondrous and luring. The Estuary is even better when it follows the previous track making the surge all the better. 2:15 through 7:42 is an absolute wild ride and you would do yourself a disservice by not giving it your ear (really, just listen to the whole track from start to finish but... you know).
Overall, I am left in awe by Gloosh. I appreciate them reaching out early on and their presence here is well overdo however this new release makes it all the better. Do them and yourself a kindness and check out the album. I always offer as much as I can but it still leaves Timewheel to be explored, this being an extension of that creation. Here's to Gloosh and some wicked good forest black metal to cure our week. /,,/
Устье (The Estuary)
Смотри, средь веток пляшет луч
один из солнца сыновей
Горячий яркий белый блик
Проник на поступи ночей
Гляди, вот ночь. И лунный лик
Как старший седовласый брат
Холодной мраморной рукой
Закрыл засов вечерних врат
Из света в темноту,
из темноты на свет
У русла ширина - закат,
а глубина - рассвет
Смотри, как всё рождается, живет
Гляди, как следом дале умирает
Реки той жизни вечный ход
С истока к устью достигает
Look, a ray is dancing in the branches
The one of the Sun sons
Hot bright white flare
Passed the treads of nights
Look, here is the night. The moon face,
Like an older gray-haired brother
With a cold marble hand,
He closed the bolt of the evening gates
From light to dark,
From dark to light.
The width of watercourse is sunset,
And the depth is dawn
Behold how everything is born and lives.
Look how everything then dies
Eternal walk of the River Life
From source it reaches to estuary
A fantastic find, an old tale, and a new scheme... this Metal Monday features the glorious Olli Kivelä with the powerful album Arthur Rex.
King Arthur, Merlin, dragons, war, watery tarts lobbing scimitars... what better fuel for a metal fire. As always, solo artists always grab my attention and Olli Kivelä is a welcome addition to howl through my hallowed halls. Split in twain, Side A and Side B withhold a staggering 37 minutes of prowess and brilliance.
If you are unfamiliar with these characters and tales then I am all the more excited to expose you to a magical time of spirits and steel. As with such a daunting individual track length, I will cherry pick a few tasty parts from Side A to help tantalize and lure you in so that you may be consumed by this epic symphony of blackend brilliance.
One of the most outstanding parts in Side A is from 5:17 - 6:07 where the guitar is absolutely stunning. And to think, I left Side B with an air of mystery and excitement.
A shout out to one of my fellow Bandcamp fiends for bringing this to my attention. Link below for details and support for this impressive solo artist and to offer some new music and wonder to your world. /,,/ (NO YOUTUBE VIDEO :()
Part I: Usurper
The cry of the usurper
In confusion and disorder
He orders to build a castle
for he to fly for refuge
The cry of the usurper
as the castle breaks down
He orders to redo the dreadful work
to escape the vengeance of his master's sons
The cry of a lost soul
of the man without a father
who sings the sad song of destiny
at the end of the old days
The cry of the usurper
all the blood run in vain
He's seeking to fulfill the prophecies
still, the reign will end in blood
The Wizard Once upon a time, there was a king in a faraway land
To escape his prophecy he ordered to build a castle
But when the castle breaks down, the magicians told him that
He needs the blood of a man without a mortal father
Seek out a man with no mortal father
Sprinkle thy castle with his blood
Merlin convicts the magicians and tells the king the truth
As they shake in fear, he prays the king to dig beneath the tower
Deep down under the castle, they discovered a great pool of water
He told the king to command those deep waters to be drained away
False sycophants in fear they stood silent
Merlin reveals the truth and foretells the prophecy
Part III: Prophecy
Underneath the pool
they discovered two dragons
great and huge
now fast asleep
At night they would awake
to fight and tear each other
and their struggle
would shake the ground
Next night they began a fight
The red and the white
Casting fire with their breath
to cause a certain death
Before the red would fall
and the white disappear
the battle raged on
a prophecy to be told
Mountains shall be leveled
Rivers shall run blood
Cities shall be burned
Houses laid in ruins
For red dragon the banishment cometh quickly
Brood of the white dragon will waste the country
They shall drink your blood and burn you in your tower
for you are the traitor, avenged for the murder
Part IV: Father and Son
Honor the fallen with Giant's Dance
Cure the sickness with the stone circle
15 000 men, of power all in vain
moved by the power of wizard's machines
Cloud of fire shaped like a dragon
foretells the ruler of the whole kingdom
Child of the dragon's head made of gold
the most mighty son who all will obey
As the hour draws near the king will be born
Hidden for years a secret kept untold
Armies marching to fight upon the land
and the dragon's head will fall
After the days of the dragon's head
He shall be the king of all the realm
The beardless boy shall rule the lands
and pull the sword from the stone
Archbishop besought Heaven for a sign who should be king of all the realm
though great multitudes of people came, no man could ever
move the sword
He took the sword by its handle and pulled it out of the stone
and the people with one accord cried out long live king Arthur
Part V: Lady Of The Lake
Take the sword you
Gained a sword from the lady of the lake
I give you
Excalibur, the sword of the king
Take the sword
The enemies were slain in great numbers
Merlin scattered them with fire and smoke
Part VI: The War
So the first battle was won but not the war
as eleven kings allied and swore to destroy him
The battle was growing now perilous and hard
Both sides were fighting with rage and fury
King after king, marching their armies
side by side, facing their doom
At the greatest moment of the battle raging on
Merlin rode to the battle with a black horse
By his advice, king Arthur ceased the battle
and send forth heralds to spread the word
Kings have been beaten, left with only honor
Of sixty thousand men so many were slain
Metal Monday CCXCVIII - Emergence
A few days ago, with my playlist on random, Plaguebringer crawled out and assailed me with Three Kings. I was energized and surprised by the power and speed once again having not listened to it for some time. A few more days passed and there came a stirring of strings as Virvum sundered my car and body with Tentacles Of The Sun once again energizing me. As tired as I have found myself lately it was these tunes that were giving me what I was lacking, fueling me with their wondrous design, beckoning me to look once more. And there, waiting for me with a wicked cover was Symbolik. I knew nothing of them but that they fell into a similar category and sound that I was drawn to once more. I clicked play on Dirge of All Creation...
Within a brewing storm, piercing a writhing black ocean, a mountain of magma and stone surged from the sea. The elements clashed at every step, lava screaming upon water, smoke rolling into a turbulent sky where fire and lightning danced with a thunderous dance. This is the image brought forth to me when Symbolik began to tear through the air. It was brilliant madness and I was caught in its instrumentation.
Beginning to end, there is no bad track. This is a monstrous album that will leave you reeling and wanting. From the gate, Augury of Ancients explodes into existence and sets the pace of destructive, unrelenting power (1:16-2:07 is bone shaking goodness). For once, long tracks are not on the menu because if there was a song like this at that length then none of us would survive. To be fair, In Servitude of Silence, Souls of Deception, and Perceptions of Reality are just one long track when listened to in order but each holds their own and are exhausting even though quick. Invoking Oblivion has its own video with lyrics and I highly suggest checking out that bad boy below.
Emergence is just what I needed, something to help fire me up and offer something outside of my usual run through atmospheric black metal. However, I see that there was also an album from nine years earlier (not surprised about the gap when considering the amount of effort this takes) called Pathogenesis that I will have to dive into at some point. Symbolik is top tier as far as an artist in the vein of Progressive Technical Death Metal goes. Give these blood wraiths your attention and I promise you will be rewarded with agony and atrophy induced by machine gun drums and inhuman string mechanics! /,,/
THE MAD BARRON
The Source Of The Metal