ColdWorld
TheStarsAreDeadNow

This is depressive black metal. Atmospheres of strings, over a voice that tears, and symphonies that evoke Norwegian woods, fjords, and coniferous forests. All, of course, at night, obviously, because the day is unhealthy and full of anxiety, the day is our death, the death of the different, of the problematic non-humans. These are the feelings that come to me while listening to the album, a mention deserves the last track of the EP, the comforting descent into the ghost's well, which remains to age and rot for eternity, as per the title. The joy of depressive black metal comes from listening to the sound of the infinitude of eternal death, where there is no sadness but only relief from the horrible burdens that life imposes, while death is the act of violent death, described and rendered in music, black is the becoming of gloomy atmospheres and nocturnal landscapes. It all is very similar to a Christian liturgy.