A strong piece blending boldness and elegance by the craft of Emma De Séze (This edit from Richard Rossa of Tom Tom Disco)

We’re introduced by percussive metals and the low pitched strings whose vibration sets us within a dark parade that never ceases to be. The gongs resonate on the calling for heathen gods as the undulating melodies establish together the new belligerent edicts within the festivity of the other sun. We hear percussions and random cries (or rather enchantments) on the ultimate extolling of the new divinity that awakens from the deep abysses. Everyone deserves a fraction of the eternal parade, we hear the hermit preach, while being dragged between the multitude to face the god.