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Radiant black metal with a burning melancholy that would melt the tundra of the landscapes it paints, were it not also chilled to the core with an icy coolness itself. The layered guitar tones bite deep, the drums march with a stoic earthiness, and the hoarse vocals of T burrow into the centre of a sound coarsened with a wild rawness, yet humming with vivid clarity. The quintessential black metal sound of winter forests and misty lakes.