Відео

great album, there is no question if the ghosts exist, you are ghosts and so are wе

onemillion of these views is mine alone

Que joya encontré 😮brutal

Excellent Band 🤘👊🤘

69

Extraordinaire ❤❤❤

Aaaand here I am again, dear friend, ceaseless enjoyment

you can't tell me the start of track n2 is not a tribute to Death.

Their worst album by far, the lyrics are like an atheist redditors manifesto. Completely lacks any of the fire of the previous album, both musically and lyrically, it's like they weren't even trying. I guess it's trendy to pretend to like it though.

Masterpiece!!!!!

The stench of zeitgeist

Great music. Solidifies my conviction that anything No Solace labelled has its smoothly articulate way around dynamics. Also the lyrics - moving, definitely worth the read on their own, constitutes poetry.

Great band, one more great album ,hail from brazil

While we all appreciate Darkside's impressive groove let's not skip the guitarwork of the absolute unit the Fall

Рифы от уада присутствуют.

Love the Style of mgla, lifelover and a bit of Opeth.

၂၀၂၄အတွင်းထွက်ခဲ့Black Metal သီချင်းတွေထဲကထွက်တဲ့အချိန် ကစပြီးအကြိမ်ကြိမ်နားထောင်ဖြစ် တဲ့သီချင်းဖြစ်တယ်။ခုအချိန်အထိ အကြိုက်ဆုံးဖြစ်နေဆဲဖြစ်တယ်။ Greetings from Myanmar ❤😂🎉 This is the best black metal track released in 2024 for me. Listening to it over and over again. Thanks BPM & The Hauntologist😅😅

Nie wiem jak tu trafiłem, ale zostanę na dłużej!

feels like a less satirical Lifelover

LYRICS: 1. Exercises In Futility I The great truth is there isn't one And it only gets worse since that conclusion The irony of being an extension to nothing And the force of inertia is now a vital factor And there is despair underneath each and every action Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness Burning bridges becomes a habit to support And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow I envy the maggots Their stuff at least sticks together Better than laudations of misinformed seers And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs And I don't even remember which brink is which The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison And there is despair underneath each and every action Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness Burning bridges becomes a habit to support And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on thanatos, sit still It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others 2. Exercises In Futility II There is a style in total denial A certain elegance of fear Hesychasm is so much convenient With the desert within ourselves Stray dogs lead disciples of Oedipus As the shrouds gently cover Exquisite paroxysms of ruin And well mannered choking on nothingness Nether The cracks in soma, psyche and pneuma Are as one way mirrors It's one well lit desert And the pyres extend beyond the horizon And cold flames flicker upon ashes of hope Through hallways carved in a crystal On to the uttermost parts of the pit Jostling through cadavers of former selves You would swear there's amusement in the eyes of the dead Again, nether A reward for the perseverant: Unceasing howling of the heart Bound to walk this path Nether, again, nether - now and forever I wish it was classic fire and brimstone But clearly there is a very special plan Paved with havoc and shattered virtues As if there were any other paths With every dream The pyres grow taller An enemy of trust A misled scholar Stray philanthrope In vain endeavor Walk this path Now and forever 3. Exercises In Futility III We hold an honorary degree in natural science For stratigraphy of rock bottom The layers were aplenty, as above, so below But mostly below The research is vast, thorough and firsthand And it's a broad array of sources For the complete guide to spiritual asshole of the world A tour in words, sounds and pictures Of the true south of nadir Through burial grounds for broken dreams and crippled souls The graves are shallow We would dig them up with our bare hands Just to rise above for a split second And see them basked in the light of a dead sun Beneath the sky of shit And then take notes Meticulously We would consume deathbed confessions Create a language of fading words For this night is without end We would compute dynamics of grief And logic of venom, and we would listen As history is written on cold skin of prophets With vulture claws soaked in rat saliva For this night is without end 4. Exercises In Futility IV Some are born without a purpose Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns And the storm is rolling The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery Every empire Every nation Every tribe Thought it would end In a bit more decent way It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures Various degrees of deceit, doomsday prophets The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius Every empire Every nation Every tribe Thought it would end In a bit more decent way Every prophet Every ruler Every seer Will chew on this ruin And repeat ad nauseam 5. Exercises In Futility V Blessed be the tailors The masks are cut to fit Blessed be the woodworkers The crosses and the gallows Blessed be the forgers of iron And the spikes and the barbwire Blessed be the stone cutters It took a quarry to bury the dreams Blessed be the misery, the filth, the discord and the horror Blessed be the lies, the guilt, the fear, the woe and the betrayal For these ones didn't need any outside source For these ones come from within And here it is Grown from within An invincible stronghold Adorned with death A suit of shining armour Replaced the skin And calligraphed sins Are as coat of arms Hollow 6. Exercises In Futility VI As if you didn't know how it feels to lose As if you didn't know how it feels to lose at dice with fate At least have some dignity As if it wasn't a lifetime spent on connecting the dots There was no pattern As if the irony was more than a defense mechanism And we could actually laugh for a change As if steel hooks in our backs were more than a nuisance And we could actually feel something Self crucified - missed the right tree Tore the wrong eye out The hissing of hellfire Self crucified - missed the right tree For this I have gained a victory I burn as I ought to As if everything was to be made right one day Dreams don't come true for people like us As if the gods were bored with peace in our hearts And their fingers are itchy As if we never broke people out of sheer boredom And slept calmly among the wastes And then we see bright and clear As if we would be someone else While mindlessly wandering through the mountains As if we would be someone better Expelling purgatory in Latin alphabet Self crucified - missed the right tree Tore the wrong eye out The hissing of hellfire Self crucified - missed the right tree For this I have gained a victory I burn as I ought to As if all this was something more Than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere Another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility

final outro reminds me Snø Og Grandskog from Panzerfaust, but with a female voice.

Gardermoen such a beautiful song

Tat twam asi om tat sat om namo shivaya thom tat sat

Yep låve Them sooo ewildarklåve blackmetal !!!!

Jep i am a nihilist and a positive nihilist !!! Hail satans god !!!

Of demeres of Pantura my det mental ♥️♥️♥️

calice de bombe ca

Thank You Kriegsmachine! I've had such a good time listening to this for the first time.

Super album - tak długo już słucham i dalej się nie nudzi. OGIEŃ :)

Every empire, every nation, every tribe Thought it would end in a bit more decent way Every prophet, every ruler, every seer Will chew on this ruin, and repeat ad nauseam

www.youtube.com/@Ver-loren

Very good. I purchased this album ASAP after a recommendation

Perfecto album aqui los esperamos en Mexico saludos

..

Were they crucified, and because of this they can overwhelm me with this lesson on pain?

The more time that passes the more i believe this is one of the great artisitc achievements of our time

This band Save the music, Save lives, Save the World.... This is awesome.

I fuckin love it!

If Opeth and Mgła had a bastard child.

❤🔝🫶🔝❤💫✨🎯💯🔝💎🔝👑🔝🌐🔝💫✨🎸💫✨🥁💫✨🎙️💫✨🔝🎼🎵📝🎵🎼🔝💫✨🏁💫✨📀👻💿💫✨❤💯🎁💫✨❤💫✨Спасибо💫✨❤💫✨За💫✨❤💫✨Гениальную💫✨❤💫✨Работу💫✨❤💫✨💐💌🫠✨Очень❤Полюбился❤Этот❤Альбом❤

Garbage

fantastic album

Your phone is vibrating at 24:46

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ ... 😈

Orzesz!

great album

Great black metal from Poland !!! \,,,/

Przepiekny Album ❤ i nie möwie tylko o bohaterze Darkside tylko po calosci. Swietna liryka i muzyka ma tä calosc i moc ktöra ogarnia calosc tej mrocznej zeczywistosci. Piekna nagrywka tych wspanialych twörcöw. Jest blisko do outarza smierci ale tez by obejsc sie bez konsekwencji wiary. Bo jest pieknosciä uzycia instrumentu. Pozdrawiam i polecam tä plyte dla kazdego cos nowego. 🎉

Not a huge black metal fan but the artwork for this pulled me in. I dig the darkness. 👍👍

Another very unique piece of work couple songs got that swans mixed in to beat