That new cyberpunk girlfriend of yours obsessed with Alien Vampires is unfamiliar with black metal and you want her to cross the bridge? The thing is if the listener is eager to accept this marriage of sounds or not. My dreams will never come true my dream are you The drums are very programmed, but not necessarily in a Solarkult kind of way. Predestination of Spectacular Being I’m dying with every sundown without you. Death The Sound Of Perseverance.
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Gorgonea Prima – Black Coal Depression – Encyclopaedia Metallum: The Metal Archives
Insomnium Heart Like A Grave. Digital Desire Before the end of everything, let me kiss your lips Before the final conversion into piece of anything Though you would like to find your hearth, rather you shut your eyes And you change in nobody, you refuse my open arms Creaking of quarry moves brings me to lunacy We knees before the triumph of heavy industry I read out from my soul for you Lost confidence Flesh and wires reborn and clean in inert machine Remember me Welcome to our newest member, Stahlhutes Biomechanic Soul My hearth stopped beating, I’m frozen in time I’m solitary in seed of iterant life Frozen in time Voice of dreams speaking trough my tears and lost self-esteem You change my soul into death scar into vile worm, cables and bolts I try to hate you and your lies empty is the look that breaking my senses Is there a bass?
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A good sounding riff with some samples in the background… not bad for a beginning. This is truly stark-RAVE-ing and chaotic black metal, with an obvious amount of influence from a wide variety of electronic genres.
Gorgonea Prima – Black Coal Depression
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Gorgonea Prima – Black Coal Depression lyrics – Metal Storm
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Death The Sound Of Perseverance. Anyone who worships at the unholy throne of Blacklodge and mid-to-later Aborym should find some truth in these words; so much detail has been grgonea into the electro-composition and placement and the result is at times awe-inspiring. The best part is that this album is still extremely original sounding and essentially paves the way for an even more electro-industrial type-sound within the genre that must be heard to be fully understood.
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Eclipsed By The Sun Two minds in one confused head dither between life and death wandering without land beneath intruder in his own blessed world