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Anthropocene: age of relentless senescence -
obscene decadence of planned obsolescence.
You’re welcome to poison, sear, starve and drown,
as long as the Dow doesn’t go down.
One Amazon blazing the other blooming...
vulgar prices marked with ashes and blood.
Savage revolution of the gears of nature
by the super-mutagen called man.
Monotonous expanses of patented sterile seeds.
Where has the movement in the soil gone?
Where is the buzzing and colorful glint in the meadows?
Sacrificial mass extinction for fictitious ciphers.
How dare you deny and defy and belie
our accusations filled with pleonastic certainties:
The all-consuming, hostile dominance of finance,
the moribund growth imperative of this order,
which is like the neoplastic swelling of the cancer;
the soulless rigged market -the only organism you defend.
Graceful legs, entwined by muscles, shudder with exhaustion -
keen eyes, wide with dread, reflect insatiable fires...
soon septic wounds weep on swollen, auto-aggressive bodies,
a defeated shortsighted gaze sweeps the confines of the prison.
Imagine your own tortured flesh ground up and offered on sale...
cruelty become a commodity -devaluation of A LIFE!
The bloody breath of the Levante is thinning.
The desertified Savannah glows like an inflammation.
Famine, exploitation, war uproot the masses -
countless dead on account of countless debt.
Callous calculus of casual casualties.
We are at the watershed, we areat the bloodshed.
How come you only believe what you are presented
and conveniently don’t see what you don’t believe.
The darkness machine is grinding on...
while you keep dreaming your deteriorating dream.
Mankind’s chrysalis hangs in stasis
over the flaring furnace of the elites.
The expectoration of a delirious decaying culture
cauterizes and effaces the reefs,
piles up continents of plastic:
Literal waves of waste and humans,
dead or almost dead –“collateral” - litter the littoral.
Finally our filthy ruins sink to their Atlantean fate.
Soon you flee on clogged artificial veins
to your infarcted metropolitan hearts,
creep into the crumbling concrete shelters
built on the debris of a war not that long ago.
The collapse is systemic, the rot too deep,
you cannot run from this, you will not crawl from this doom
PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
After Die Hexe, it was hard to not get overly excited for this but I can gladly announce: Erzähle, Baba Jaga is a fantastic second album. Less depressive than its predecessor, with a real drummer - and man, what an impact Hymir's drums cause! Farvann's vocals sound the best they ever have and the riffs are ov superb, chef kiss quality throughout. This man really loves the bass, and I'm all here for it. Very addictive black metal with radically improved songwriting quality. All killer, no filler. David Fischer