Shaped by restraint and intention. Malgors carves songs where melody is a blade and atmosphere is pressure.
Lyrics move through desecration, isolation, and defiance. German phrasing hardens the lines; intent stays central: remove the unnecessary, leave the purpose.
This is a document of conviction—unfashioned, unvarnished, unafraid of sharp edges.
Antichrist was built to be lived with, not skimmed. Its logic arrives in echoes; its melodies appear like embers in wind.
The cadence and diction carry that weight, but the aim is simple: danger over decoration.
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