Civilisation is hooped together, brought
Under a rule, under the semblance of peace
By manifold illusion; but man's life is thought,
And he, despite his terror, cannot cease
Ravening through century after century,
Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he may come
Into the desolation of reality:
Hermits upon Mount Meru or Everest,
Caverned in night under the drifted snow,
Or where that snow and winter's dreadful blast
Beat down upon their naked bodies, know
That day bring round the night, that before dawn
His glory and his monuments are gone.
supported by 7 fans who also own “Cast to the Bottomless Depths”
I've listened to this so many times while working and gaming that, as a person who doesn't actually buy that much music, I did buy it. Unique band honestly that captures the atmospheric loneliness and grandeur of space exceptionally well. deruz0r
supported by 6 fans who also own “Cast to the Bottomless Depths”
definetely one of my favourite bm projects lately, love the synth elements. makes you remember how amazing, but terrifying, space really is :) scumdrug