The water source is inexhaustible, as if the black hole was an infinite spring of disturbances. Left without a choice, after a bottomless drowning, Lives are pending on the verge of Insanity. They started to claim we are the waters, we are the floods, the fog and the frost. Control is lost once and for all and Insanity is where Lives dwell now. But since the boundary between sane and insane is a matter of era, morals can be limitlessly reset. From now on, Waters are everything, Lives are everything. The flows are embodied in the midst of a wayward history with no timeline. The shirking soil and random streams shocks are all alive, squeezing time, until the juice all flows out, bending time since space blacks out. Liquid bodies and ethereal consciousnesses are screaming We are the waters, we are the floods, the fog and the frost, and so the old jailers have gone away.
CoL's most brooding and terrestrial project since Eternal Kingdom. As someone who initially fell in love with their more direct stuff (Vertikal, Salvation) getting into the more atmospheric side of their work has been a long road. To say atmospheric does not mean soft though. This album is like being pummelled by a blizzard. Tom Colquhoun
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