Now clouding my thoughts, it quakes the soil. This mechanism obstructs the sun... each step inciting the agony of one thousand shrill sirens, puncturing my brain like needles. This is not my world... This is not my home, for this demon does not exist whence I came.
It moves in lethargic strides; a vast extortion, turning structures to naught as the throbbing within my brain grows ever more violent. Harrowing: is the pulse that does thicken and rupture. To sleep: I venture as my face abrades the abature.
In sleep, I find abeyance.
Though, it is short lived. The illusion of home is stripped from me.
I face the colossus. I endure its wrath and yet, feel hope. It crushes my life, with blood emerging from every orifice, though breath yet remains. It hides from me its eyes. Its soul.. the only flaw in its design. Behind sockets of rock, they rest. I claw at them until the cog is revealed and from the monster, I take it.
supported by 31 fans who also own “Entry II: Colossus”
Terrifiant, ravageur, l'album vous en met plein la g... pendant plus d'1 heure. A ce titre, il est sans doute un peu trop long, et difficilement assimilable. Néanmoins, cela reste un très bon album sur le plan musical - mais j'avoue écouter très peu de tech-death... baudelagon
supported by 22 fans who also own “Entry II: Colossus”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego