[Reviewed by: Iaha Crax]
Tenebra wrote a poem that has reference to the soul of the composer, an Italian that takes refugee beneath its Black Metal bones. He incorporates nuances of his fingers brushing the strings of the guitar in a familiar mild manner enough to stagger the appeal of a metalhead.
Through crying souls I see what I was… shows off an ancient poster-like attitude of good-willing post-romantic attitude. He sings his infernal poetry as vicious ancient acts did, taking the slabs of primeval drum percussions up to vicious content and encompassing his song-structure with the nonchalance of a true metal believer.
Far from the bravura of shallow eclectic technicality, Lord Lemory from Italy brings up the faint tones of the forlorn carcass where soul hides. His sounds run accurate, well-combined and following a rhythmic fused to monochromatic metallic voice.
The demo was released in 2007 on cassette and now can be found in the sludgy virtual space.
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Tenebra – Through Crying Souls I See What I Was…
Cult Of Parthenope, COP002
CD/Digital 2020
Santa Sangre 