Young Eagle
by Jute Gyte
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See the Abandoned Throng
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Glory at Hand
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The Might of Ash Spears
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Young Eagle
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The Flower and the Chain
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about
Harsh experimental black metal rotating between blistering rage and chaotic mourning for a world nearing death. The follow-up to the acclaimed Old Ways, veering from brutal shrieking to irregular time signatures to harsh noise to neofolk. Trash-can fires and neon lights. Black smoke like a veil over the stars. The harmony of total murder.
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released 06 June 2010
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- Track Name: See the Abandoned Throng
- Porcine masses shepherded into cages of plastic and concrete and gleaming steel. Bow in reverence to the freedom of automated defense systems and congenital defects. A brave new world, sick and shining. Hegel's Geist stillborn at last. Suckling blood and oil from the lactating stigmata of Christ.
- Track Name: Glory at Hand
- A world of automatic doors and concrete dinosaurs. Cherubs born of depleted uranium. One last supper of yellow cake before being purified with the blood of a million lambs. This is the fruit of the dual trinities. The cruciform shadows of nuclear angels ejaculating manna from the heavens. Worship death and your savior will always be near.
- Track Name: The Wine-Halls Are Crumbling
- Blind tigers and mules. Trash-can fires and neon lights. The harmony of total murder. Black smoke like a veil over the stars. Earth worn out like a garment. La der des ders: the last of the last. God is love but life is cheap.
- Track Name: What a Bird Bore Away Over the Deep Ocean
- In winter we make the spring. In summer, the harvesting. I feel the nothing accumulate as days go by. I feel the weight of every passing sun and moon. In autumn we search and store. In springtime, we wanted more.
- Track Name: The Might of Ash Spears
- Two hours of spiritual warfare: Hell’s great doors slamming one last time. From twisted girders and ash and silhouettes cast on ruined temples emerge the wellsprings of paradise. In the smoke that ascends forever I see God and Man united. Oh, Lord. This is the day of Your sweetest mercy.
- Track Name: Young Eagle
- Let the dying die, and the perishing perish. Let those who are left eat one another's flesh. Curses are the fruit of the body, the sweet savor of one billion burnt offerings. A door has opened somewhere. Young Eagle is born. Spread your legs so I can see.
