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Hauntologist "Hollow" full album 2024
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store.no-solace.com/artist/hauntologist
Zamówienia z Polski: sklep.no-solace.com
00:00 Ozymandian
06:41 Golem
14:33 Waves of Concrete
16:01 Deathdreamer
21:26 Hollow
29:19 Autotomy
34:19 Gardermoen
38:23 Car Kruków
hauntologist
the.hauntologist
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store.no-solace.com/artist/hauntologist
Zamówienia z Polski: sklep.no-solace.com
00:00 Ozymandian
06:41 Golem
14:33 Waves of Concrete
16:01 Deathdreamer
21:26 Hollow
29:19 Autotomy
34:19 Gardermoen
38:23 Car Kruków
hauntologist
the.hauntologist
hauntologist.bandcamp.com/
open.spotify.com/album/4qX42uTUnjN6Gyq6G0Uj3Y?si=hre-SCkuRZCKq-eEtnQSvQ
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Hauntologist - Ozymandian
zhlédnutí 36KPřed 5 měsíci
Hauntologist "Ozymandian" From the upcoming album "Hollow", to be released in February 2024 on No Solace. The Fall - v, g, b, k Darkside - d www.no-solace.com hauntologist the.hauntologist hauntologist.bandcamp.com/album/ozymandian open.spotify.com/album/6EOwjjT5f3rcH4fTSUr48o?si=mh9Bl8MSRoeQ6O3G4kF4QA Lyrics: In rapid decline of the future A chimera is about to step ...
Kriegsmaschine "Deathdriven: Archive 2006-2010"
zhlédnutí 79KPřed 3 lety
Compilation of KSM material originally released as "Transfigurations" split CD/LP with I n f e r n a l W a r (2010) and split CD/LP with S z r o n (2006). 00:00 01 Onward destrudo 06:35 02 Fear and loathing in Gethsemane 14:36 03 Annihilate prime factor 19:15 04 E. 23:36 05 The fall, in all its glory Digipack CD available at: store.no-solace.com Sklep PL: sklep.no-solace.com
Mgła "Age of Excuse" full album 2019
zhlédnutí 1,8MPřed 4 lety
Fourth full-length album of Mgła. 00:00 Age of Excuse I 07:29 Age of Excuse II 14:27 Age of Excuse III 20:43 Age of Excuse IV 26:19 Age of Excuse V 33:20 Age of Excuse VI Lyrics: www.no-solace.com/aoe.html Available at: www.no-solace.com www.northern-heritage.net www.malignantvoices.com
Mgła "Age of excuse II"
zhlédnutí 844KPřed 4 lety
Sample from the upcoming fourth full-length album of Mgła. mglaofficial www.no-solace.com www.northern-heritage.net Lyrics: The stench of zeitgeist Is the incense of discarded shrines As the corpses put on powder and rouge So that the hoax can proceed, ever sidewards A cheaped out incarnation into a shopworn sarx The soul congeals into a grimy lump Substance of the world, dreary an...
Kriegsmaschine "Apocalypticists" full album 2018
zhlédnutí 715KPřed 5 lety
3rd full length album of Kriegsmaschine. Out now on No Solace. 00:00 01 Residual blight 07:22 02 The pallid scourge 15:13 03 Lost in liminal 22:32 04 Apocalypticists 29:46 05 The other death 41:07 06 On the essence of transformation Physical: store.no-solace.com Digital: ksmpl.bandcamp.com Lyrics: www.no-solace.com/apocalypticists.html
Mgła "Exercises in futility VI" live 2015
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Mgła "Exercises in futility VI" recorded live during the Nidrosian Black Mass Aftermath tour, December 2015. Video shot and edited by Woda i Pustka. wodaipustka/
Mgla - Exercises in futility - 2015 full album
zhlédnutí 6MPřed 8 lety
Third full-length album of Mgła, available at: www.no-solace.com www.northern-heritage.net mglaofficial Lyrics: www.no-solace.com/eif.html Exercises in futility I 00:00 Exercises in futility II 07:58 Exercises in futility III 15:47 Exercises in futility IV 20:25 Exercises in futility V 25:10 Exercises in futility VI 33:26
Mgła - Exercises in futility II
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Sample from third full-length album of Mgła, scheduled for release late Summer 2015 on Northern Heritage and No Solace. mglaofficial www.no-solace.com www.northern-heritage.net Lyrics: There is a style in total denial A certain elegance of fear Hesychasm is so much convenient With the desert within ourselves Stray dogs lead disciples of Oedipus As the shrouds gently cover Exquisite...
Chordoma
kruki, wrony.. whatever. best songs ever. thank You.
Oh God. This is extremely good, so good I didn't expect it.
The lyrics are beautiful on this album! Is it M? Feels very Mgla-esque
No words for this album. Brilliant. Bought the vinyl.
Amazing
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
What other albums would you recommend in this genre if I am beginner and I like this one and With Hearts Towards None by Mgła?
Groza
Instant classic
These guys live in their moms basement. They wearing biker jackets, lol in the US real bikers would use vise grips to peel their skin off slowly.
Great album plus I actually really like the cover - it's a great photo and captures a really gloomy mood... It has the minimalistic color scheme we expect in black metal influenced music, but not the typical extreme black/white contrast covers. Cover matches the music.
an absolute diamond
Lyrics to all the songs (in these comments) 😁:
Residual Blight: I alone have known all shades of the horror. I am the pit without sun, where blind beasts dwell. I am the revenant at the very bottom of the source. Never to grow weary. Running on doubt. Dead thoughts, dead movements, dead ideals, dead desires. Beneath this world there is another, built of bone and decay. Grey hell. Dry. Motionless. Upon even rows of downfall. Methodized loss. Inherent ruin. Residual blight. For these gates need to be opened. For this shell needs to be broken. Ether guerrilla. All hail the alpha fallen. Dead words, dead drives, dead passions, dead urges, dead dreams. As the world above is shrinking, the one below thrives. Cinder springs. Ashen horizon. The sarcastic grinning of gargoyles. The refuge among scattered remains. The temples of iron and concrete. The great death. The silence. The roaring depths of insight. The maze of severance. The golden throne, abandoned. The agony. The strife. The penance. I alone have known all shades of the horror. I alone have seen the rays of lost grace. Residual blight. A sunless pit to crawl in. Ether guerrilla. All hail the alpha fallen
The Pallid Scourge: He'd cut himself open. Plant the seeds of plague within. Wear a scripture of scars. Caress the acerbic gangrene. Build on decay. Grow upon failure. Absorb rot. Devour corruption. Feed on ruin. Crawl through the pits. Gaze into gray skies. Swallow the ashen ardor. Tear off the eyelids. Peel the skin away. Coil his limbs into a breathing sculpture. He would become the pallid scourge. Court offender in service of loss. The herald of doom comes in silence. His presence revealed in trembling of history. He would rise a new temple. Paint its walls with refined filth. Burn bricks off crushed lives. Pave the road with lost forgiveness. The herald of doom comes without fanfare. The ashes of empires beneath his feet. Bones of the fallen pulverized to dust. Joined together with spit of the virtuous. Hardened in boiling bile of the holy men. Immersed in the unknown. Tempered in a haze of sulfurous fumes. He would bleed all over this stone. The herald of doom comes with a promise. The true believer craves change. He would cast away his light and his shadow. He would become one with the pallid scourge.
Lost in Liminal: A temporary descent into the depths of the underworld Ends up an odyssey through pale Gehinnom Detached and stray, adrift, frail No fire to flicker, no shadows to grow Rite of passage gone wrong Lost in liminal Warped patterns, fractured truths No shores in sight, no trail ahead In radiance of a broken prism Led through scorched earth Forever in friction Without purpose, no way there No other world and no other truth No other aim and no other path No other will and no other fall No other mind, no other heart A blind communion A dirge for the ego Lost in liminal
Apocalypticists: Consciousness reworked, sequences shifted Thoughts crystallized, dark veil risen Whom seek to liberate, whom seek the inmost truth Whom entered the path and stumbled One hell of epiphany: delirium, and inherent discontent and hunger An anchorite immured within cursing stones And their discordant chant, an offering refused Nothing ecstatic about this truth and even gods have deserted No one will be awaken, no one will be released And those spastic wriggles of a semazen, desperate with the notion of a flat-lined thought No one will be awaken, no one will be released Revelato An abode of distress, a resonant blasphemy A constellation of black holes, a clay ratio Another turn of the wheel of deconstruction This particular mind has specialized in howling No one will be awaken, no one will be released
The Other Death: My prophecy is a nightmare, my path is a like a hedge of thorns On to the burning wastes, on to the great rift To harvest the bitter fruit and drink from the barren springs My land is roamed by worms, my teeth are gnashing A shrine of flesh that had risen, a mind that sparked above the stars Scorched by the consuming fire in the forges of the nether god Towards the noumenon Deprived of both a body and the mind that animates it The soul is petrified in a monstrous satori It is hermeticism of the abyss that has trampled it Into a blunt instrument of enlightenment Towards the noumenon, towards apocalypse A lifetime of unquenchable thirst and ravenous hunger Has carved out an devouring automata Destroyed by the bitterness Of its grievous and long-protracted punishment My cup runneth dry, my house is divided On to the burning wastes, on to the great rift A vast network of fractures, the forecourts of Sheol The night is as a garment, the face has been obscured Apex prelest, conscious nothing Axis damni, embers of pneuma Disunity, estrangement The cruelty of the other death
Buy this album and you will not regret any cent. I bought it on vinyl, one of my best acquisitions of my life.
Альбом Бомба!!!
I'll listen to this album probably 50 times a year for the rest of my life
Me too brother
@@bewnik9468 Got these guys tatted on me right on my forearm, MGLA forever
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My music…❤
No other black metal album ever had this impact in my chart. Awesome! Directly to second place after Shining - Halmstadt. And could still going up!
El resto solo sigue no existe esencia mandamos solo somos
Se siente lo sé convicción
Escuela cslameña el resto que la disfrute siempre escuela y era solo conocimiento y era el resto identidad 🤘👿
Fue nuestra esencia que le cueste
Semper fidelis ha satan demphreeswayuzanaviwarziadeiestEug demonsko ga gaziz solum et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis!
Dont get the hype. Its solid, but thats it. Sound to clinical and clean. Nothing special
Effin genious..... 🤔🫡
great album, there is no question if the ghosts exist, you are ghosts and so are wе
onemillion of these views is mine alone
Que joya encontré 😮brutal
Excellent Band 🤘👊🤘
69
Extraordinaire ❤❤❤
Aaaand here I am again, dear friend, ceaseless enjoyment
you can't tell me the start of track n2 is not a tribute to Death.
Their worst album by far, the lyrics are like an atheist redditors manifesto. Completely lacks any of the fire of the previous album, both musically and lyrically, it's like they weren't even trying. I guess it's trendy to pretend to like it though.
I think it's lyrically tight as fuck. The melodies and riffs are... let's be fuckin honest, not special, but Darkside really took them to the next level with his drum flair. It's still pretty damn good, we can't lie... But I almost prefer the one that came before.
Masterpiece!!!!!
The stench of zeitgeist
Great music. Solidifies my conviction that anything No Solace labelled has its smoothly articulate way around dynamics. Also the lyrics - moving, definitely worth the read on their own, constitutes poetry.
Great band, one more great album ,hail from brazil
While we all appreciate Darkside's impressive groove let's not skip the guitarwork of the absolute unit the Fall
Рифы от уада присутствуют.
Love the Style of mgla, lifelover and a bit of Opeth.
၂၀၂၄အတွင်းထွက်ခဲ့Black Metal သီချင်းတွေထဲကထွက်တဲ့အချိန် ကစပြီးအကြိမ်ကြိမ်နားထောင်ဖြစ် တဲ့သီချင်းဖြစ်တယ်။ခုအချိန်အထိ အကြိုက်ဆုံးဖြစ်နေဆဲဖြစ်တယ်။ Greetings from Myanmar ❤😂🎉 This is the best black metal track released in 2024 for me. Listening to it over and over again. Thanks BPM & The Hauntologist😅😅
Nie wiem jak tu trafiłem, ale zostanę na dłużej!
feels like a less satirical Lifelover
LYRICS: 1. Exercises In Futility I The great truth is there isn't one And it only gets worse since that conclusion The irony of being an extension to nothing And the force of inertia is now a vital factor And there is despair underneath each and every action Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness Burning bridges becomes a habit to support And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow I envy the maggots Their stuff at least sticks together Better than laudations of misinformed seers And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs And I don't even remember which brink is which The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison And there is despair underneath each and every action Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness Burning bridges becomes a habit to support And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on thanatos, sit still It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others 2. Exercises In Futility II There is a style in total denial A certain elegance of fear Hesychasm is so much convenient With the desert within ourselves Stray dogs lead disciples of Oedipus As the shrouds gently cover Exquisite paroxysms of ruin And well mannered choking on nothingness Nether The cracks in soma, psyche and pneuma Are as one way mirrors It's one well lit desert And the pyres extend beyond the horizon And cold flames flicker upon ashes of hope Through hallways carved in a crystal On to the uttermost parts of the pit Jostling through cadavers of former selves You would swear there's amusement in the eyes of the dead Again, nether A reward for the perseverant: Unceasing howling of the heart Bound to walk this path Nether, again, nether - now and forever I wish it was classic fire and brimstone But clearly there is a very special plan Paved with havoc and shattered virtues As if there were any other paths With every dream The pyres grow taller An enemy of trust A misled scholar Stray philanthrope In vain endeavor Walk this path Now and forever 3. Exercises In Futility III We hold an honorary degree in natural science For stratigraphy of rock bottom The layers were aplenty, as above, so below But mostly below The research is vast, thorough and firsthand And it's a broad array of sources For the complete guide to spiritual asshole of the world A tour in words, sounds and pictures Of the true south of nadir Through burial grounds for broken dreams and crippled souls The graves are shallow We would dig them up with our bare hands Just to rise above for a split second And see them basked in the light of a dead sun Beneath the sky of shit And then take notes Meticulously We would consume deathbed confessions Create a language of fading words For this night is without end We would compute dynamics of grief And logic of venom, and we would listen As history is written on cold skin of prophets With vulture claws soaked in rat saliva For this night is without end 4. Exercises In Futility IV Some are born without a purpose Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns And the storm is rolling The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery Every empire Every nation Every tribe Thought it would end In a bit more decent way It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures Various degrees of deceit, doomsday prophets The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius Every empire Every nation Every tribe Thought it would end In a bit more decent way Every prophet Every ruler Every seer Will chew on this ruin And repeat ad nauseam 5. Exercises In Futility V Blessed be the tailors The masks are cut to fit Blessed be the woodworkers The crosses and the gallows Blessed be the forgers of iron And the spikes and the barbwire Blessed be the stone cutters It took a quarry to bury the dreams Blessed be the misery, the filth, the discord and the horror Blessed be the lies, the guilt, the fear, the woe and the betrayal For these ones didn't need any outside source For these ones come from within And here it is Grown from within An invincible stronghold Adorned with death A suit of shining armour Replaced the skin And calligraphed sins Are as coat of arms Hollow 6. Exercises In Futility VI As if you didn't know how it feels to lose As if you didn't know how it feels to lose at dice with fate At least have some dignity As if it wasn't a lifetime spent on connecting the dots There was no pattern As if the irony was more than a defense mechanism And we could actually laugh for a change As if steel hooks in our backs were more than a nuisance And we could actually feel something Self crucified - missed the right tree Tore the wrong eye out The hissing of hellfire Self crucified - missed the right tree For this I have gained a victory I burn as I ought to As if everything was to be made right one day Dreams don't come true for people like us As if the gods were bored with peace in our hearts And their fingers are itchy As if we never broke people out of sheer boredom And slept calmly among the wastes And then we see bright and clear As if we would be someone else While mindlessly wandering through the mountains As if we would be someone better Expelling purgatory in Latin alphabet Self crucified - missed the right tree Tore the wrong eye out The hissing of hellfire Self crucified - missed the right tree For this I have gained a victory I burn as I ought to As if all this was something more Than another footnote on a postcard from nowhere Another chapter in the handbook for exercises in futility
final outro reminds me Snø Og Grandskog from Panzerfaust, but with a female voice.
Gardermoen such a beautiful song
Tat twam asi om tat sat om namo shivaya thom tat sat
Yep låve Them sooo ewildarklåve blackmetal !!!!
Jep i am a nihilist and a positive nihilist !!! Hail satans god !!!
Of demeres of Pantura my det mental ♥️♥️♥️
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