So they’re coming
Impending changes
To fragile permanence
Seemed stable
Now the last breath
Memories are here
Till rude mind is away
What comes first
Is here to stay
Even stream-winners and once-returners might feel addiction to the ‘I’, yet they are able to stay unaffected and put it off using the wisdom
Consciousness is leaving
The scale pan is down
At last, there’s nothing
But the here and the now
Once so hard to feel
In the end, so real
Draining through the heart
Where it once joined semen and blood
The afterlife in the realm
Of eerie beings
Scaring light and din
Seeing freely
The imminence of fate
Trapped into
The liminal state
Now caught by dream, helpless
The second bardo tests the mind
Do not succumb, it’s here
That dreaming should be left behind
There’s the body to get
No way to change, all set
They will welcome the child’s birth
To let him suffer on Earth
Again
Powerful, plaintive expression of the fathomless sorrow of our suffering cetaceans and their depthless home, together with the indescribable loveliness of their distant blue-black realm. I feel as much interstellar space here as I do deep ocean, equally crushing and buoying. Dave Aftandilian
This was truly a revelation. I was getting started with funeral doom, working on something with my headphones on... Then came Déluge... my jaw actually dropped, I stopped what I was doing and, wide-eyed, just listened to the track, baffled and amazed. After the album was over (I never do this), I went to lay down with my headphones to enjoy it over again.
I rarely heard (and felt) this much power and emotion in an album. Until I find something better, this is my landmark for peak funeral doom. fluo