D'un souvenir si lointain, oublié
Surgit de l'ombre de la décadence
Que l'on croyait estompée
Encombré par les débris
De tes vestiges, maudissant
Chaque souvenir impies,
Ô, corbeau de malheur
De tes ailes de cendre
Tu suintes le désastre, l'oppression.
Honoré d'un macabre prestige
Tu transporte ta tragique passion
Ta déchéance corruptrice
Se nourrit; s'agrémente
Des lambeaux de souffrance
Comme elle s'abreuvait cupidement
Des larmes de chagrins
Tu submerge de martyrs
Les malheureux
Qui osent croiser ton chemin
Ô bourreau du destin
Sans considérations,
Tu reviens
Mais en ton honneur,
Sur tes ruines je succèdes;
Ton règne me reviens
Guidé par ton chemin de pénombre
Ton règne me reviens!
supported by 23 fans who also own “Sur tes ruines”
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
supported by 20 fans who also own “Sur tes ruines”
Absolutely strong, black and bitter, like a cup of good old coffee or a properly packed pipe of strong tobacco. The album won't let you go unless you listen through it since the very first minute to the very last one, sunken in the frozen obsydian abyss. 10/10. lanserger22
supported by 20 fans who also own “Sur tes ruines”
This album is just incredible, majestical. Is that even a word? A true masterpiece, and one that I dont play that often so that it doesn't get overplayed and soften the blow you get each time fromthis heavy slab. halfmartian