Grey landscapes of desperation, the shining razors of the cold pain... Metal of Black Melancholy behind the borders of sorrow and despair. Upon the same bloodstained blades with BURZUM. XASTHUR, WIGRID and I SHALT BECOME, yet still with touches of woodland visions of AGALLOCH and PRIMORDIAL, not too far from the ghostly cold illusions of ALCEST.
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