Given time, given chance, given the capacity for consciousness, for experience
And the love I felt, will never touch this soul again
There it wanders, in the deep unknown to dissipate into nothing
Siphoned, strung out, abused by opportunity, by blessing
This reaction unbalanced, this perception unclear
Waste this dream… waste this life… all I’ve seen
Fuse and forge all hope just to feel defeat
To stand again..
Foolishness; all it really means.
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La traversée du désert n'aura pas duré quarante jours mais quatre longues années...
Avec Панихида, Батюшка renaît enfin de ses cendres et, bien que désormais seul (ou plus exactement entouré de deux chanteurs), Христофор accomplit un miracle. Il s'inscrit dans la continuité de Литоургиiа avec un black metal orthodoxe qui nous convie ici à une cérémonie dédiée aux morts. Sa vision est englobante : les mélodies, la gravité et le silence font toucher le paradis ; l'agressivité est luciférienne. Jordan Vauvert
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This is one of the best albums I've ever heard. I recently discovered this and really hope these guys are still putting out music. It's just brilliant in every way. Queefer Sutherland