Metal

Sea Monster

Well, it nearly killed me but here it is: the first album, The Moon in the Window. If you like what you hear, feel free to purchase it on Bandcamp for only £1!

The Moon in the Window

This Too Shall Pass

Medication

The Reckoning

Love, I Tore It Apart

Love, I Tore it Apart

Twisted Love

“Secreta” — Latin for “secret” or “secrets” — takes its name and text from a lesser-known part of the traditional Roman Catholic Mass: a quiet prayer, spoken in a low voice by the priest at the end of the Offertory. On this album, the prayer becomes something more personal and disquieting — a whispered plea for one's enemies, delivered from a soul suspended between forgiveness and fragmentation.

Set to a short liturgical text drawn from the Roman Missal, the piece explores the spiritual paradox of wishing well upon those who have wounded us. That fragile state — where faith confronts betrayal — is captured in the song’s shifting musical language. An eerie orchestral introduction sets the tone, enveloping the listener in unease, before giving way to rhythms that echo the rhythmical asymmetry of Balkan dances. The unconventional time signature distorts any sense of calm, as if the soul itself is reeling.

“Secreta“ is both prayer and disorientation — a sacred ritual filtered through the lens of human vulnerability.

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SECRETA

Oblatis, quaesumus, Domine, placare muneribus: 
et nos ab inimicis nostris clementer eripe.

(We beg You, O Lord, be appeased by these sacrificial offerings: 
and mercifully snatch us away from our enemies.)

Horror Sacri

Secreta

“Ego mortuus sum” (“I am dead”) marks a violent turning point on the album — a cry from the edge featuring the fierce vocal presence of Fredrik Keith Croona (Against I). Musically, it’s a collision of extremes: progressive structures twist through shifting time signatures before collapsing into relentless staccato grooves, while old-school death metal riffing forms the scorched earth on which the vocals roar.

The song was born in a moment of spiritual rupture — a place where faith felt hollow and rituals failed to heal. Lying on the metaphorical altar brought not peace, but anguish. The lyrics rage against sacred comfort, throwing brutal imagery into the light: Heaven reimagined as a “cesspool of saints”, sanctity as emptiness. It’s raw, it’s defiant — the sound of someone shouting into the void.

Yet amid the fury, a thread of hope weaves through. The chorus draws from Psalm 29: “Domine, clamavi ad te et sanasti me” — “O Lord, I have cried to thee, and thou hast healed me.” Even at the height of spiritual collapse, the possibility of redemption remains — battered but not erased.

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EGO MORTUUS SUM

One final blink until life gets complete,
until God’s grace destroys my melting meat.
Fermenting in the cesspool of the saints,
I pass away through firmamental drains.

Until my wine starts clotting in my mouth
drowning I dive this quietude throughout.
Candles are lit along my road to death,
out of my mouth I inhale my own breath.

Domine, 
Clamavi ad te,
Et sanasti me,
Domine!

(O Lord, 
I have cried to thee, 
and thou hast healed me.
O Lord)

Until I leave my assets far behind
peeling my lifeblood off this mortal mind.
Let loose this fire, enkindle my distress,
let my soul sink in this subversive hex!

One final blink until life gets complete,
laying face-up over the altar sheet.
My facial features under gleaming stars
this fake subsistence one by one disbarks.

Ego Mortuus Sum

Sorrow

ODIN

Melodic progressive metal with brass jazz infusion from the debut self-titled album by Red Dust of Mars

Data

Umbra

Atlas

Animata

Petty

Bludgeoned With a Spiked Bat

Business As Usual

Shadow in the Light
Genre: Metal / Gothic / Classical Infusion
Lyrics: Roxy Black, Jeremiah Black, Orpheus Vector
Cover Art: Orpheus Vector
Released by: Primordium
All Rights Reserved © 2025

Description:
A dark hymn forged at the crossroads of Gothic grandeur, classical precision, and the raw power of metal. Shadow in the Light is both confession and curse — a descent into the ruins of false faith, where porcelain masks shatter and the shadow speaks in the language of light. Layered electric guitar and violin weave a tapestry of lament and defiance, while whispered invocations and crushing choruses pull the listener into a realm where beauty and blasphemy are inseparable. This is not just a song — it is a key, a cipher, and a reckoning.

Shadow in the Light

SHADOW IN THE LIGHT

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Deep in the depths of hell 
Blackest of hate shall prevail
Awaits the fire and flames of unholy darkness
Master of all my sins
Baptized in black communed
Into the coven of death
Molten metal burning

The toiling bell wearing the ghostly veil
Calling for the beast of demons 
Belzebub I command thou to the eternal pit
Cast out below reckoning the twilight 

In the shadows lurking a rotting smell
of burning flesh
Rising through the ashes above the flames
Screams down below the black will  be condemned to death
A metal rebellion vanishing to the Earth


Satanic 
Hear the battle command
Death from the depths of hell
Knowing the blackest of hate shall prevail



Satanic Circle

Looking Glass

I love amphibians and have an affinity for fried okra, loud guitars, and sick beats. expedition 33 and port wine are my thing at the moment, along with a glass of ouzo and rise of the ronin.

Metal

MRMT