As the mist conceiled the eyed flowers, the vision is shackled in darkness
Moon approaches the macrocosm : an eclipse of truths is forming
So the flowers made the sermon of the eclipse
Trusting what they all see, the sun did not exist but
I bloomed with his light
Microcosmic verities were universal
Moral, culture, life, those concepts were worshiped like
Gods, the ivies grow around consciousness
Sun cannot be seen in obscurity
The shining of the moon is just the reflection of the macrocosm
Anthesis of bei ng turned the world into a solar darkness
So the flowers made the sermon of the eclipse
Trusting what they all see, the sun did not exist but
I bloomed with his light
Microcosmic verities were universal
Moral, culture, life, those concepts were worshiped like
Gods, the ivies grow around consciousness
Sun cannot be seen in obscurity
Is this analysis or just a pointless feel ?
Am I purity, or juste a parasite rose ?
Like the previous album, the music's atmosphere is thick, hanging in the air like oppressive humidity, electric guitars busily buzzing away, led by tasteful yet pounding drumwork.
And, just like the last album, despite having music that could easily be droning nonsense, the band decided to be a cut above almost every other band by actually having beautiful, captivating melodies from end to end.
Almost every song is a winner. If you like Air, you'll like this one. Highly recommended. Selrisitai
I'm a big fan of The Faceless middle two albums and when I saw Lyle Cooper was on this album I knew I needed to check it out. I bought the discography almost instantly, reminds me a little of The Faceless and a bit more of Fallujah who I also adore. Well worth the money, Support these great Musicians! dragonslayer8228
The new progressive death metal project from two members of Ephel Duath, Red Rot strikes a balance between raw pummel and technical prowess. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2022
These guy's love the Devin townsend's Epic sound Which sounds as if its from another reality, And they make their own Hyper yet drifting Similar to seeing a comet whizzing by the atmosphere. A joy to witness but over, As soon as the majesty of it all sinks in! John Chaos Alexander