A strong wind howling against the night
Panicking, holding his breath in fright
Only in nightmares, not found in dreams
Hardly held together at the seems
The cold seeps in across his paper skin
How frail is his mind, worn by sin
The chill ripping through flesh and bone
His racing mind halted, stuck, and froze
His tired eyes can tell no more lies
Blink back tears of regret, despised
As an honest man now never more alone
His hatred for life deep down to the bone
And Death was his name, but mistaken for a fool
His body a temple wasted, shattered
A life he knows now never mattered
A useless pawn, a mere pitiful distraction
Simply used in the gods' wars to gain a reaction
Only in nightmares, not found in dreams
Hardly held together at the seems
The cold seeps in, across his paper skin
How frail is his mind, worn by sin
The chill ripping through flesh and bone
His racing mind halted, stuck, and froze
Tired eyes that can tell no more lies
Blink back tears of regret, despised
Only in nightmares, not found in dreams
Hardly held together at the seems
Promethean: A party of parisian performers propagating particularly praiseworthy polyphonic pandemonium.
A sort of techy-death sympho-black amalgam I'm quite impressed with and eagerly awaiting a full-length from. Arrogant Bastard
A beautiful journey from start to finish, with perfectly placed moments of gentility amidst the rhythmic intrigue and blast beats of their guest drummer. jsteadmanfan
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024
Abigail Williams has had a weird career with hiatuses and lineup changes, but they have finally perfected their sound on Walk Beyond the Dark. This album has such a refreshing and natural feeling that makes it one of the top atmospheric black metal albums of recent years. Ryan