Boiling in blood and mire
The swine only question why
A storm is looming
Ashes within the masters coffin.
Overarching Succubi
The winds of the never dawn
A heathen sweats the skies
In the eye of my mind
Boiling in blood and mire
Cast myself before the swine
In the castle I believe but with my luck
I perceive
The corruption
Of Thy Master
The Swine can smell the disbelief
We must destroy them
Or doom will be achieved
We will all die
One of these days
But when the doom of our time comes
We will all be slaves
Winds of the neverdawn
Forgotten memory covered and lost
Crumbling, never dawn takes hold
Hedonism, Blasphème untold.
When world is one
The world turns blood
Forgotten memories
Covered and lost
The winds of the neverdawn
The winds of the neverdawn
Look in their face
The look in their eyes
They lie to you
And they wear a disguise.
Through dark masters tomb
Of ancient halls
Forgotten memories
Covered and lost.
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So I can't leave a long enough review to say everything I want. But I will say this, I love this EP. It's a great little follow up to times, and has just enough of a dynamic shift in sound to prove that Smoulder isn't a one trick pony with their first album's formula. This one really plays up the 70s prog aspects (DUST and Manilla Road influences definitely shine through even harder here). It's still Smoulder, don't get me wrong. Just a different side in some ways, all of which are good. playfulpooka
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A collection of deeply rewarding slow-burn doom tracks with sustained grandeur. "Doom" is definitely the operative word when describing Concilium's No Sanctuary because that sense is palpable throughout this release. I would love to see them live. gagneaux