Behind the wall of bleak reality
Kingdom of dreams opened its gates
Calling to go through the subtle edge
Devidided the reality from sleep.
Crossing this edge everyone can reach incredible pitch, Unfamiliar to mortal life
Drowning into abstraction of dreams
Endued with the great magic power
There is no time and life is endless in it
Pain is like a dreadful fairy myth
And those, who died in reality
Appear there among living
And dreams as water some flow away,
Leaving a phantom trace in memory
Others find theirselves in the storage of dreams
To be recalled untill the end of time
supported by 16 fans who also own “Somewhere Without Time”
Everything from this band is pure gold. World in Ruins looks to be a step up in every way but there are no weak riffs in the discography. Metallurgical Fire
supported by 16 fans who also own “Somewhere Without Time”
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