The tall and tattered city walls stand tall before my coiled image, surrounding the myriad cathedrals and citadels that in turn embrace the ancient machine-halls of this godforsaken place. Its former inhabitants now clinging to a desperate illusion set by the vile wardens of our kins long forgotten enemy, who once slaved before our feet.
The black glass and metal citadels stand emptied, except those that are used for the inhuman torturers and wayfarers. The only sounds that linger in the air are the grinding machines below the surface and the faraway screams from the purgatorial torture chambers.
This is our real home.
"Phrenitis" is completed, keep your ears open for this sixth album release by Atrium Carceri
Music by Atrium Carceri
check their site http://www.myspace.com/orbscurarium
Thanks go out to Nemaa who creates mindaltering pieces of art to my soundscapes without my knowing. Check them out below.
Simon, your new album arrived and I listened it in a dark room lying on a bed with headphones on. I can't express how good it was and it is! You created such new sounds that I can't describe, still they evoked so many different feelings; I felt unsettled, annoyed, creeped, hypnotised, calmed, very-very sad. I felt anger, the need for revolt and ultimately: indolence. Thanks you!
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