French Black Metal!
Secluded in the countryside, far removed from the bustling noise of the human plague, a fissure begins to open in the fertile crust. Deeper and deeper the fault continues its gaping yawn, eventually exposing the inner workings of the earth. Mysterious sounds emit from a newly exposed cavern as we are engulfed in this titanic maelstrom, desperately seeking solid ground. Pulsating lava glows in tune with the rhythm and the riffs as the intense gravity plunges us onto a sandy landing beneath an ancient opened door. Behold a man who harnesses primordial will and preaches his psalms of glory concealed in a sunless fiery vault.
Despite the inescapably grim solitude, Blåkulla delivers a stubborn superiority within the roars that separates itself from the rest of the raging chaotic instruments. A strange energy has seeped down from the idyllic isolation on the surface. Screams become impassioned battlecries as the choral chants fiercely inject power into the unfolding sonic structure of each track. The triumphant "Pagan Baptism" constantly builds in immediacy and vigor, with "We are the sons of the moon" echoing soundly throughout grand desolate halls. Anguish is the channel for ascendancy and these dismal orations stir skeletal warriors from their long residency in the chasm. In this underground lair we are firsthand witnesses to ancient forces reviving to upheave the present world.
Double LP.
Remixed, remastered, + bonus song.
