The dark emotional depth of this album is practically unfathomable. It will haunt your dreams, waking and not; the sheer magnitude of the depressive force that oozes from every corner and crevasse of the sound Evoken spills on you will drag you down and pull you apart...slowly. I would describe individual instruments or techniques, but in the most sincerest honesty, I've listened to this album over 20 times and for the life of me I could not tell you what does what and when. There's simply too much unrelenting pressure on my psyche, on my innermost thoughts and feelings, to pick anything out. It's one of the few albums that I can almost completely zone out to, and yet somehow still hear and comprehend its message, in this case, one of darkness and despair. It's a staggering whirl of blackness, of horrid visions, and a terrible, overwhelming sense of complete and utter nothingness. The most depressing thing I've ever heard and, therefore, the best doom album I've ever had the twisted pleasure of experiencing. A masterpiece.
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