Rehtaf Ruo
Boiled In Goat Blood
[Unsung Heroes Records]


Take a step back and away from the normal, the expected path, look beyond your limitations and step onto the path less travelled, the left hand path of black metal. Forget the prevailing trends that shift aimlessly and fade from memory only to be replaced by the next bright shallow flame of kultness and trueness. You will find the journey difficult as you tread these uncertain ways, none of the familiar landmarks and cliches are there to grant you a semblance of stability or comfort in this barren and forlorn landscape. There is no formula to follow or to make comparisons to, for all that exists upon this path is alien and obscure. Traditional structures do not exist, only disjointed semi rituals arranged in manners of which no rhyme or reason can be found. Tones and tombs provide the thickening dusk with palpable leaden weight, the auras of desolation broken by the shifting of chains, of unseen metals, of hidden hands beating solemn dirges onto deadened drums in seemingly random, disfunctional, de-evolving patterns. Forward progress is immersion further into this realm, the way back is no longer visible, nor even viable now. The focii have changed from exploration of the unknown and listening as an observer, to complete personal experience and introspective illumination into innate fears and ruination first hand. Disconnected voices of ill and screams of tormented anguish are the final millstone, and the sombre depths of which you now dwell will forever leave it's foul obsidian stain mark upon your damned soul.

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