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PannionSeer Like a frustrated ghost hellbent on terrible vengeance, Thrinodia will haunt the bejesus out of you. And if you're like me, you'll love every second of it. Favorite track: Thrinodίa.
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sennin A ripping black metal record that takes the best elements of Sargeist and thrashy black metal like Craft and throws it into a blender. The production is also perfect for this type of record.
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Choco Latte This black metal gem totally flew under my radar at first. Then I caught a Runnerjma video, and got pointed in this amazing album's direction. I pressed play, was astounded, and bought it immediately. Favorite track: Thus My Undertaking, To Reject Stagnation, and to Liberate Fervency.
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DeathDealer Amazing. This and blood incantion starspawn are the best albums this year.
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Stephen Wilson Possibly one of the best releases of 2016. Complex and annihilating. I can't remember the last record that made me want to draw nearly as much as this one. Favorite track: Shrouded Moor.
Clive Thanet
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Clive Thanet Thrinodίa has all the tasty black metal riffs and screeching vocals along with a progressive flare added into the music. I can’t recommend this enough for fans of black metal. Favorite track: Apnoeic (Polarized in Retrospective Contempt).
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the wave of consciousness adjourned, by my hand the ash of cedar fills the crevices of this being plasma oxidized (by self infliction) brought against my own odium diluted into the bile and the shavings of a cadaver's horn this transcendence taking form of perinatal anguish an inner awakening of intrinsic mystical premonition the wave of consciousness adjourned, by my hand
Untitled 05:12
the depths ululate and bellow jutting through the maelstrom tellurian remains float by the light attempts to pierce through to the chasms and trenches where light had not visited often where others were not as kind the truth swirls towards the bottom while the cages sink at the bottom weighed by the guilt and burden of consciousness a bastille and cause of this misery unending the light attempts to pierce through to the chasms and trenches where light had not visited often where others were not as kind the truth swirls towards the bottom while the cages sink celestial interference of the human core flooded and drowned in a fleet of psychosis the feeble thought patterns through windows a war saturated dawn reflects through the glass sacral plexus nerves dwindle into ash and detachment of being of elevated galaxies
revealed pathways to cognitive infiltration exploiting vulnerability awaiting growth of irreversible consequence ecliptic figures multiplied as eyes dilate demoniacally the stare of absurdity overwhelming humility the fear of scrutiny prevails in inaction ecliptic figures multiplied as eyes dilate demoniacally the security of equilibrium my sole prerequisite brought to a shrouded moor masked in tinted vapor tainting internal purity
Vial 02:46
vials of impurity uniform dogmatic imposition the years of willful torment and denial, petrified each vial uncapped Each filled with shame of ancestry The quench of fellow blood. conscious misconstruction habilitated with ideals of hypocrisy construed and executed without doubt, without consideration void of necessary principles abstained from doubt under the petals of a shriveled orchid
subjected to unverifiable nature and the repercussions of descent moonlight dims for foreshadowing regression, yet to endure all traits of value, unstitched from which the source of intrusion detached from the physical form lies in anonymity and ease detached from the physical form numbed into impassivity awareness concealed flaked tissue of the carcass flesh wrested; unveiling filth as the new self the embodiment of a peasant takes the new breath numbed into impassivity awareness concealed i reject continuance with the depraved footprint of man i consent to the dispirit purge vile vacillations eradication is absolute it is my undertaking to withstand the ecliptic reassessment of fervency or to reject sentience reject stagnation
my body is obsolete a fluid motion of separation chasing an impression of apnea and cessation to be projected into temporal nirvana prying the roots the density of the looming smoke seeping into the depths of the wretched earth lucid abandonment, awoken to the blackened slate the birth of what never existed despite the treacherous, agonizing paralysis of dysphoria polarized in retrospect of what resides
Thrinodίa 14:23
a deafening hum masks the stars steam exiting earth with vigor the noxious gas of the time before time when the ooze was malleable and fertile but now the beings opposition floresiensis; frightened the ash scatters the group everything in this thee hour of deluge leaves no room for permanency callused, bloody the coal and inconsistent landscape now freckled with the sediment mixed with bone and carrion the stench coats and suffocates the old, the young, the ill from the cervix of all that is through the mantle and shifting plates all life brinks on extinction green has no place in this time the stars are the only consistency here the spear constantly sharpened but the fauna are free and far between the elders are left behind population in decline the grouping getting thinner human extinction now the sands erased our time the time before times population in decline human extinction now reality from which one dissociates. the meta objective observer. two steps away from sociopathy solipsism conflicted by everyone’s emotions departed by will, where unseen dust shall pile over coexisting with fear a deafening hum masks the stars steam exiting earth with vigor the noxious gas of the time thrown into murky waters and dwelt in mud i resemble a creature not a person


Thrinodia // θρηνωδία // A Song Of Lament


released May 30, 2016

Drums tracked and engineered by Wes Powers at Signal Perception Studios.
Everything else engineered, produced, mixed, and mastered by Bradley Tiffin in San Antonio, TX.

Guitars - Enrique Bonilla
Bass, Guitars, Vocals - Bradley Tiffin
Drums - Mark Cruz

Album Artwork by Antemìa Kavillari


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