Sunday, April 3, 2011

Brainscab Diagnosis=Celtachor: In The Hall’s Of our Ancient Father’s

Through the majestic darkness of the inner eye, the tourchered souls of warriors shall rise and smite the pure of heart. Celtachor takes the fires of the night and transforms them into a sound of Celtic chant of the unknown. “Nemed’s Wake”, “Rise of Lugh”, “In the Hall’s of Nuada”, “Rider’s of the Fomor”, “The Son’s of Tuireann and the Blood fne”, “The Wavesweeper”, is a blend of black metal and Celtic flute simple in its approach, dynamic in the presentation. The Hall’s of our Ancient Father’s is an experience to be had for those of a searching nature.

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