It came from the sky, corrupting the Golden lining.
Alien presence or a concealed form of nature.
On higher grounds we fell under soporific vistas
As I
Melt with the rotten Wood scent,
From beneath the moisted earth.
Fighting the weight of my eyelids I noticed that I,
saw much clearer with a reversed retina.
The sight of countless fallen shadow figures below
Countless grand bodies of life,
Shock the self with awe and understanding,
The container lays as the spirit rise.
A groan is felt strong,
Coming deep in the woods.
Incantating our mobility,
Towards Merkaba we were all pulled.
Thy eyes were the Ice-Fire,
A chill that burned our Akashic records.
Revolving Ankhskara,
Dissolve us in thy open terror.
Oblibion – Delirium
A sudden cry for ritualistic sacrifice.
Sentient, whirling Anima,
Thaw under a thousand eon old Sun.
The sound of distant mantras reverbering from beyond,
My visión narrowed up due to the thickness of the fog.
The soil beneath sucumbing at the beat of a cyclopic heart.
I fear every new breath I take to be the last.
A pilgrimage to the old world,
Whispers and noise at every turn,
The advent of rain hipnotic haze,
In which i dissolve – I am Time – I am Space.
We haven´t seen all dusks since our creation,
But now we have free ourselves.
Revolve - Delirium.
Wash your soul in primigenial waters
Breath in the subtleness of the deep.
-
Come forth, and drink from the cloud sky pillars
Elemental summoning of Oxygen.
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Walk firm and feed your flesh with the Earth´s sprout,
Analog mountain from root to crest.
Entrain with the light that bridges,
Into a vessel you´ll configure.
Morph with the vasteness of Devashan,
Galactic network of vital fields.
Embrace the hearts, it is All Mind
Blooderhood, watch them burn.
Look how in a mysterious Insemination,
Around thy presence we dance in convulse desperation
Around thy presence we dance,
In convulse static desperation.
Expulse your furious center,
Vomit your lies.
Masticate your dull eyes.
And set yourself free.
Forgotten in ruins long fallen
a merciless veneration
Doze at the onset, at the edge of sanity
Now I really know what began as an incendiary path
A seek for the essence
That dissolved me
I comprehend
My acts bled through me
Born in 2010 in Costa Rica. Nostoc combines genres of metal like Progressive, Technical Death Metal and Groove Metal to create a wall of sound that makes you bang you head, but also contemplate your inner self.
I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive
Legit the only thing wrong with this album is that it is far too short. I would love an album like this that's twice as long! Oh well, maybe I'll just listen to it twice haha
(also just editing this for my vinyl friends, it doesn't say anywhere on the record, but this one plays at 45 rpm. Had a bit of a spook when it sounded a lot slower than I remembered lol) danielkrause
Easily one of the best metal albums of the 2010s, which says something.
Musically, it's like you've taken black metal, doom, and good old NWOBHM and thrown it into a blender for a while.
More impressively, the lyrics to these songs are some of the most hauntingly beautiful and devastating I've ever heard.
Case in point, Junta. Just listen to it. grungiernine0