Thrown from the clutches of divine pride
“Wash yourself, Sister, for our crimes”
Paid in flesh
Indebted in bone
Infants grasp at the hand of their God.
This funeral march over sand and stone
Lifeless child, limp and cold
Reach the horizon
and rest below
Come, Armageddon
A Currency of Souls
Vile life born in shame
Signalled end through distant flame
Apostate crone of treacherous ways
Our faulted lives and absolved blame
The tidal push
and ocean swell
The cleansing call
Brood and bide
The tidal push
and ocean swell
Sacrifice
Wretched time
The tidal push
and ocean swell
A dying light
Vindication!
The tidal push
and ocean swell
A dying light
Omega
More cathartic, atmospheric heaviness from the German doom metallers, balancing no-nonsense hooks with proggy flourishes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 14, 2023