I silently wonder in solitude, walking these cold streets, pale skin in disguise, my unevenly eyes... Intoxicated view of neon glow, I feel neither at home, or alive.
The touch of persistence, these dazed obstacles leave me in a trance, am I alive or dead?
The manifestation of being drunk, indicates my hangover, I drift on the sidewalk face down, on the ground, awoken by the sight of several blurry lights..a thousand faces remain the same, am I dreaming?
I don't feel neither at home, Nor do I feel alive.. Just breathing, My being, empty, existence of the nothingness
I don't feel neither at home, Nor do I feel alive.. Just breathing, my being, empty, existence of the nothingness..
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I was always intrigued by this group's choice of album covers, it isn't every day that you see high quality space photos in this genre despite the rise of "cosmic" black metal. But the music blew me away, this sounds like Austere took the atmospheric spacey route. (I will assume it's a coincidence that both bands are Australian) porcelainheart-
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After listening to Ysyry Mollvün, listening to Downfall of Nur was urgent and turned out to be one of the best decisions I have made in quite some time: Umbras de Barbagia is simply magisterial; the atmosphere can hardly be compared to anything else. There is a deep, palpable connection to nature imbueing each very fibre of this record. The amalgamation of black metal and folk elements is done with a high intuition for detail and class, resulting in a highly immersive experience. Wonderful. David Fischer