Sable Canticle from Flarekeeper by Frostvow

This track carves out a raw space for the will's attrition, where the signal's constant, unquestioning hum tempts stasis. Its through-composed arc, a deliberate defiance of conventional verse, unfolds a narrative of Keeper wrestling against the lure of becoming an unthinking monument on the cliff. The influence of earlier, starker black metal acts is felt in the initial blizzard-speed tremolo, which later fans out into broad, relentless strums, a sound mirroring the internal hardening. Bowed sheet metal and rust-chain rhythms scrape a serrated undercurrent beneath the melodic blasts, building a palpable tension up to a 6, before a brief, almost broken choral swell emerges—a fragile human element from the cliffside gathering, their near-wept harmonies ghosting in as a stark counterpoint before the drums re-enter, cutting through the momentary reprieve. The final glimmering lead line then pierces the established habit, a clarity signaling the hard-won relief of doubt.

Our bleak cry from granite cliffs. Raw metal, shoegaze haze. Let it pierce you.