This duo has tapped into some ancient, primal magic. Their first release was one of my favorite albums of 2015, and I constantly listened to it while driving every highway at dark, watching the trees pass by, and letting every chant and plucked note reach within me. This album is no different; every melody, and every carefully placed echo, brings me into the forest. This sound is everything behind that glowing pair of eyes in the woods, and the call of the moon that causes wolves to howl.

Phantom Winter has found the formula for finding melody in pain. When listening to this album, I can feel the dread in every beat, the frantic energy in every note, and the crushing nihilism in every scream. This is one of the most cohesive works of art I've ever heard, and I am now a lifetime fan.

This album is just so fucking evil. Completely and utterly evil with interesting textures, crushing dissonance, and vocals that sound like they were harvested from the precipice of an unending void.