Category: Black, Raw, & Bleeding
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Enlightened In The Gleam Of The Scythe, Its Blade Reflecting Funeral Pyres Of The Black Metal Underground
A new moon has passed once again, and yet again I find myself on a bit of a fools errand, seeking to read truth in something as erroneous as the black arts. Contradiction is its …
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Eulogy For The Unfallen, or Summoning The Flame Amongst The Shadows Of The Black Metal Underground
Greetings once again, Travel’rs, to the unhallowed halls of the dungeon beneath Castle Last Rites. This turn of the moon, a candle is set aflame in the darkest corners of the metals most black–not just …
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Rising, As The Celestial Phoenix From The Smouldering Pyre, Its Sanguine Wings Stretched Across The Starless Aeons Of The Black Metal Underground
Greetings, Travl’r. The wake of the estival solstice has daylight enacting its measured retreat: Darkness marches forward, and once more the tides in the eternal war of time have begun to shift in the favour …
Blue, Yellow, & Bleeding: Блек-метал як духовна війна в українському андеграунді
Затхлий запах смерті Приніс з собою вітер Лише холод і туга безкрая У небі роїться круків зграя Вся земля вагітна мерцями – svrm, “Земля вагітна мерцями” The musty smell of death Wind brought with him Only …
Lucifixion – Feral Mass: A Black, Raw, & Bleeding Premiere
Salutations, Trav’lrs. The closing of the year is nigh, and the night hath brought with it one final gift, a closing sacrament before Last Rites begins its end-of-year rituals of reflection. This cursed gift is …
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Calcified Beneath The Sunken Obsidian Temple Of The Black Metal Underground
Greetings once again, Trav’lers of the Night. As we approach the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the …
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Ensorcelled By The Venomous Blade Of The Black Metal Underground
Greetings once again, Trav’lers. It’s been many moons since we last held palaver–in fact, the Harvest Moon just occurred this past Monday, ushering in the season of Pieces. It’s not been for lack of trying, …
Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Shanghaied On The Celestial Shores Of The Black Metal Underground
Greetings, Trav’lers. Once again, the moon has crept its way into total darkness, reminding us of the ever-eroding sands of Time. It is often accepted that Time is a man-made construct, an idealogical invention in …