A 4 minute version of this would be mindblowing

looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooollllllllllllll

this part reminds me of Sleep by Eric Whitacre

Extend the fuck out of this please I lovvvveee Heyr, himna smiður.

Cat"a*clasm\ N. A breaking asunder; a violent disruption.

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Watch the mini documentary: bit.ly/MakingOfCataclasm
Photography by Dustin Hollywood

And I Can See Your Blood Flow.

I'm not sure when it started, but for a long time now I've had this reoccurring daydream where I walk outside my house, look upwards, and start to slowly float towards the sky. Suspended in the air, rising up, the people and buildings on the ground getting smaller and smaller... It has always given me this very unique feeling that I can't pin down; Almost like a nostalgia for something that hasn't happened yet. It's poetic. Profound. My pulse quickens, I get this invigorating feeling of moving on to another world. It's almost a sort of "L'appel Du Vide." Suddenly nothing else matters. I close my eyes and feel absolute peace.

Where am I going? What am I escaping? What awaits me?

I'm not sure where this single came from inside of me, but I know it has to do with that image. The entire time I was writing, recording and producing this, I felt it. It doesn't have specified verses and choruses, it floats from movement to movement, slowly evolving and growing. I wanted it to be a journey. Every time I listen to it, even now, I feel I'm getting a glimpse into that other world. The clouds are parting, I'm venturing into the void. I hope that, in some small way, it can make you feel the same way.

Cataclasm

Rising, Rising

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Cat"a*clasm\ N. A breaking asunder; a violent disruption.

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Watch the mini documentary: bit.ly/MakingOfCataclasm
Photography by Dustin Hollywood

Epilogue (Ossuary)

Epilogue [Ossuary]

The Hunger in Your Haunt

The Hunger In Your Haunt

Cat"a*clasm\ N. A breaking asunder; a violent disruption.

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Watch the mini documentary: bit.ly/MakingOfCataclasm
Photography by Dustin Hollywood

ECHOS:
www.facebook.com/EchosOfficial
www.twitter.com/EchosOfficial
www.soundcloud.com/EchosOfficial

Epithelial

Epithelial [w/ Echos]

Cat"a*clasm\ N. A breaking asunder; a violent disruption.

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Watch the mini documentary: bit.ly/MakingOfCataclasm

Photography by Dustin Hollywood

Act Three: Looming

Slaves

Cat"a*clasm\ N. A breaking asunder; a violent disruption.

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Photography by Dustin Hollywood

Performance of heyr himna smiður by Psalm 100 www.uncpsalm100.com

Act Two: A Shattering in F# Minor

Act Two: A Shattering In F# Minor

Act One: The Queen of Fiji

Act One: The Queen Of Fiji

All alone // I feel your breath // I hear your whispers // dark like storms // telling me "dear, I'll never leave your mind."

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Art by Dustin Hollywood
Guitars by @Deathandrebirth
Additional production and guitars by Andrew Heringer

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Lyrics:

On that night under the staircase
Our arms drifting down
Your kiss made me a believer
Cleansed my sins somehow

I'll be what you need
I'll keep you inside my fortress
Hand you the keys, leave you to roam these halls

But you tore down the keep
I returned to find ruins
You left all my love in the rubble with these walls

-

But in my head
I am still there
I can still feel you
Breathing slow
I've known this dream for a long time 

In the air
Suspended here
With thousands of words we've spoken
Can I soar
Up through the clouds?
Leave all of this behind

-

But in my head
I am still there
I can still feel you
Breathing slow
I've known this dream for a long time 

All alone
I feel your breath
I hear your whispers
Dark like storms 
Telling me "dear, I'll never leave your mind"

-

And you've been there all along
Tugging me, pulling me down
Touching him, holding him close
You've made your home

And I see your face through his eyes
With every move of your hips
You're breaking my bones
While holding me hostage

-

Could I still love you
Though my arms are breaking?
Could we still be alone?

Do I still know you?
Are you still my answer
To the question I've asked since I was born?

Skelitons

Windswept

The first time I saw a real human skeleton I felt a very peculiar sadness and shock inside of myself. It wasn't a reaction to the bones themselves, but to what had once covered them; the strength, beauty, and complexity they had once supported. An entire world had once rested in that skull. How much love, pain, happiness and grief had that frame supported?

As an artist sometimes you write about presence, and other times, absence. You use lyrics and music to run your finger around the shape left by something lost. This EP is negative space. It's the frame supporting something that should be there, but simply isn't. A harsh reminder of what once was; of an unchangeable breach in the order of things. Biting, but necessary. 

This is my sackcloth and ashes. This is my 7 stages all wrapped up into one. I didn't want to put most of these songs out. They all feel excruciatingly vulnerable. However, I decided I'd rather end my life pinned down, splayed out on a dissecting table than be stored away in formaldehyde, buried with my secrets.

So here I am. Here's the knife. Be gentle with me, please.

Follow with the artwork: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi

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Additional vocals by Emalyn

Additional guitars by Adam Kuatt 

Additional vocal tracking by Evan Blair 

Mastering by Matt Simmers

Photography by Dustin Hollywood

Skeletons

Fuse (Liminal)

Fuse [Liminal]

The first time I saw a real human skeleton I felt a very peculiar sadness and shock inside of myself. It wasn't a reaction to the bones themselves, but to what had once covered them; the strength, beauty, and complexity they had once supported. An entire world had once rested in that skull. How much love, pain, happiness and grief had that frame supported?

As an artist sometimes you write about presence, and other times, absence. You use lyrics and music to run your finger around the shape left by something lost. This EP is negative space. It's the frame supporting something that should be there, but simply isn't. A harsh reminder of what once was; of an unchangeable breach in the order of things. Biting, but necessary. 

This is my sackcloth and ashes. This is my 7 stages all wrapped up into one. I didn't want to put most of these songs out. They all feel excruciatingly vulnerable. However, I decided I'd rather end my life pinned down, splayed out on a dissecting table than be stored away in formaldehyde, buried with my secrets.

So here I am. Here's the knife. Be gentle with me, please.

Follow with the artwork: http://bit.ly/SkeletonsDigi

~~~~~~~~~

Additional vocals by Mothica

Guitars by Adam Kuatt 

Additional vocal tracking by Evan Blair 

Additional production by Zachary Nikita 

Photography by Dustin Hollywood

Act Two: A Shattering In F# Minor

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