“Only a fool would cross the Wisemen; they were made to hold back the greatest threat we've ever known. I fear what may happen if we give in to the incessant wailing of these ignorant peasants. Otmekh destroyed half of our civilisation's great cities, and many more beyond. Imagine the terror of his jailers.”
- Ubaura Gael, Military Academic
Mocking the laws of balance, the hooded figures chant in whispered fiction
Locked in a lie of blood-wealth, a fragile ritual of faith
Can't you see the bodies burning, desecrating altars in his wake
Drones wandering vile circles
He who rises thirsts with agony, called to tear us from our infancy
Silence deafening, and the bones around which they dance and falter
Will now fall into ruin
Beneath the surface splintering
By his will they are one
Hurried hands align, surround
Reality unbound
Whispering voices of a forgotten thirst, as I watch the lie unfolding
Reborn monument to the cacophony of our infinite lust
He has come forth
Sand-born, star-sworn
Tempting me; lurking deep; all I see drinking me dry
Sand born, star sworn
Sand-born, star scorned earth-while
He who rises thirsts with agony, born to reign this mortal fallacy
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
I like to play at random intervals on the car ride to and from school and pretend like I'm really fucking angsty and cool and not a civil engineering student with a caffeine problem. Truly satisfies my Aggretsukocore Paperpilled Worksthetic. Malwaresoft
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022