Sunday evening... the train takes me away... in the night the bright white of the Alps shines... and the sad light of some isolated house.
I am lost, it's one of those evenings when I wish to slowly sink into infinite sleep... without thoughts... without pain... into the void... of an abyss. My eyes avoid their reflections in the glass... they no longer recognize themselves, now... deprived of light.
Leviathan "Howl Mockery At The Cross": collection of demo material, an unmissable gem of dark and despairing black metal.
Let yourselves be carried away by the... black... anguish.
Note: includes a cover of Death In June (Nothing Changes). Sublime.
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