In a mind of child
I declare empty faith
In the will of saved life
I stitch memories in his back
Relics of his life
Every day new
Till the day of his death
I slit the veins
Counting drops of blood
Like the days of a transient life
Monotony of time closed in circle
Deflected weak skeleton persists
Putrefaction shows the nature of life
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