Swaying judgements passing through continuum
An endless stream of comfort ever flowing
Enshrouded by epiphanies of revision
While immersed in inertia
And consumed by fatigue
The days appear greyer each time around
Dullness engrossing
Hampering
Uninhabited chroma and lifeless shades pervasive
All-encompassing desaturation stretching across all periphery
I seek a colorful interval of light
A hue as my guiding beacon
But I am paralyzed through discoloration
Soothing monotony
Entrapped by familiarity
I want to be shrouded in celestial color
The liberating discomfort of growth
Cloaked in chromatism
Shrouded in celeste
supported by 9 fans who also own “Shrouds of Celeste”
This album is just incredible, majestical. Is that even a word? A true masterpiece, and one that I dont play that often so that it doesn't get overplayed and soften the blow you get each time fromthis heavy slab. halfmartian
supported by 8 fans who also own “Shrouds of Celeste”
This band is unique. They are highly atmospherical - even cinematic - and aggressive at the same time . The riffs are heavy or sharp or both and the guitar tone is not too cold. Sometimes the feel of it is close to industrial, sometimes even folky. Yet music and vocals are without a doubt black metal. Astonishing and diverse songwriting. I recommend their whole discography. mourner
supported by 8 fans who also own “Shrouds of Celeste”
This be a type of metal that transcends subgenrefication. Call it 'Perpetual Climax Metal'.
For fans of Buried Inside, if corpsegrinder became all of their mom's stepdads concurrently whilst on record. Ghuughra