Wenn die dunklen Wörter nicht mehr reichen
werden Silben Taten weichen
in den Köpfen tobt eine Schlacht
sucht vergeblich Wege
aus der Ohnmacht
Verkrampfte Herzen
pumpen schwarzes Blut
verkennen die Wahrheit
unterm Pflaster liegt der Strand
Im Stillen glimmt ein Funke
um den herum es tobt
ein Leben im Getriebe
zu schnell verrinnt die Zeit
verkennt die Wahrheit
unterm Pflaster liegt der Strand
In den Köpfen tobt eine Schlacht
sucht vergeblich Wege
aus der Ohnmacht
The atmosphere of this album is fantastic. Makes you feel like you're knee-deep in the trenches drenched in mud, filth, sweat, and blood. Truly encapsulates the horrors of World War I, and the fact that the lyrics of some of the songs are taken from old war letters really adds to the authenticity.
Favorite Track(s): Die Feuertaufe, Grabenlieder edoerfler
Merci Déhà for the download code. Lots of bands use these ingredients – pretty female vocals over doomy guitars always sounds good, but usually that's where the ideas run out. That isn't the case here. Each song is packed with ideas and evolutions, genres and references it's boring to list but not at all to listen to. A pleasure to have been introduced to this. Luke
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018