Bereft of eyelids
He observes without a blink
From crowns of trees and spider nests
From foggy mountain peaks
He speaks to us
He speaks to us
Through stones and bones of every creature
And watches us through dying pyres
Like throbbing blood
Of a gutted living thing
His sight above us burns
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released September 8, 2021
Mixed and mastered by Andrew Oswald, Secret Bathroom
One of my favourite tech death projects, despite being only a few tracks. Love the technical rhythms on this track in particular; it progresses so strangely yet naturally, borderline psychedelic. Great band, their album Rise from the Grave is awesome too. drumcastle
Spun it about 5 times over the past weekend, in a sea of overbearing DM this demo hits hard with those blasts that groove along with the pummel of the riff, and solos and synths that take you somewhere else, better than the record versions imo. bacon_cakez