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THE REVIEW
The sea is black and the sea is hungry.
When you lose the challenge with the devil, there are high prices to pay, and infinity awaits.
There is no welcome in oblivion, nor doors or gates to mark your arrival.
Men crawl like serpents, climb and clumsily fall down the cliff. The belief that the gods are up there waiting for your face beyond the rocks.
The gods do not exist, the sea does.
The void.
Nothing in this world possesses the strength and allure of the void, resigned. Love and passions make your perception of it acceptable, make you believe you can overpower the infinite.
The sea is vast, beyond your reach, yet it shows its limits.
It is black, and swallows everyone. It is destined for oblivion.
Holy monster knows no peers, resigned is its eternal sinking.
These notes represent a potential soundtrack to its lament.
The prince of oblivion.
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Summary by Bot
This review poetically explores Dead Can Dance's 'The Host Of Seraphim' as a haunting and profound musical experience. It uses vivid metaphors of the sea and oblivion to describe the song's powerful atmosphere. The music is seen as a lament that echoes the vastness and inevitability of the void. The reviewer praises the deep emotional impact and spiritual themes of the track.Tracklist Lyrics
Dead Can Dance
Dead Can Dance are an Anglo-Australian musical duo led by Lisa Gerrard and Brendan Perry, known for evolving from post-punk/gothic roots into orchestral, medieval and world-music-influenced sound worlds.26 Reviews
