Disagreeing fallacies
Armoured vehicles and teargas
Colliding with each other's might and nights
Thirsty dragons usually come from suburban areas
They led astray my desert
My desperation
And this last bite of life I intend to chew
Fivesome dummies with HIV under soft narcotics
Everywhere seems omnipresent
Ubiquitous loss of sovereignty
All over creation and beyond
As the fantasies of
How great it is to thrive
In this short sighted enterprise
We are not actually alive in us
Of how precious now seems to be
The power to mold a human destiny
For all there is beyond is here to see
And there you crouch, forgotten
The balloons of tiny feet
One can feel the light
Everyone’s fed up
With this bloated idiosyncrasy
Eukaryote, one needs it
Voracious Leviathan falling in love
With my land ownership
Light ideals and lies and livers
They need your blood to go to the outer periphery
We see that we have never lived
Under the smelly but lickable armpit
Of their most ominous wonders
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One of the most unique sounds I have heard in the last couple of years. Sick guitar tone. Love the voice layering. I can´t even decide on a track. Despite hearing a distinct start and end on each music, it feels whole as a set.
This even gives me some weird Pink Floyd vibes. I guess the clean voice? I dont know but it feels amazing!
Keep up the work man, sick ! Xuruff
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A veritable masterpiece in dissonance and aural disorientation. The angular, contorted pseudo-riffs truly beckon of Deathspell Omega (a comparison that I make with no other band), but this particular warped cacophony is otherwise inimitable. Sugammadex
Russian duo leaven unbridled, blackened instrumentation with radiant melodies, their post-metal heaviness propelled by heavenly energy. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024
supported by 6 fans who also own “Battle Tactics of General Nonsense”
93! What an incredible album... and here, such a gorgeous (deeply felt authentic) live rendition. Many of these compositions grew and bore depth, to the point where I had to make a concerted effort to only listen to the recordings at special moments. This was a mæst year in Yorkshire and meant an abundance of semilanceata, which has been more than reason enough to have Dawnbearer on repeat (while foraging). This is how the album sounds in my dreams. A gift. Love is the Law, Love under Will. Xfn