Inconsolable

by Thou

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SmokingKookaburra Although Thou is known for making sludgy doom metal, this one only surfaces as a doom record. Still, you can feel the darkness and despair flowing from it. It will grow on you. Favorite track: Come Home, You Are Missed.
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Sumireko Tsukui Actually I broke off a relationship with my relatives due to past DV.

However not only this album, Thou's music somehow reminds me of intense nostalgia for the place which has no name.

Every time I listen to this, I find how small and pity human I am like confession, and face catharsis.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Favorite track: Come Home, You Are Missed.
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la.poesie.a.fleur.de.peau This album just blew my mind; I found Thou a couple of weeks ago and this was my first obsession. The album is flawless from the very first track until the last one. Favorite track: The Unspeakable Oath.
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1.
Not only waves crash on the shore when the sun’s eternity warms the sand. There’s a more subtle way to know for sure because those golden rays are entombed in man. So I wish and I pray for day, but there’s no cure, and there’s no change--just a steady pouring rain, just a steady bleeding vein. So I wish and I pray for day.
2.
Alone in a forest pitted and rotted. Arborian pillars rising knuckled and grey, to neck-cramping heights. So much happens at once. Bark hanging like sack-cloth from sweeps of bone, like empty flesh. Branches shorn, stripped of greenery, stripped of dignity. The naked ground pestled barren. Unearthed roots strewn and dying. Privacy is priceless to me.
3.
The Hammer 06:23
My sense of control is now a sense of escape. Lust and impulse condemned to simple routine. Bring down the hammer, a bludgeon to my shrines. Bring down the hammer to the corpse of my worship. Comfort is the gateway to submission. What is contentment?: another word for stagnation. Bring down the hammer, a bludgeon to my shrines. Bring down the hammer to the corpse of my worship. Bring down the hammer, the shattered rent in time. Bring down the hammer to the corpse of my worship. Every single thing up to this point was a waste. Every single thing we ever built now lies in ruins. Now it is time to begin. Now it is time to truly begin.
4.
Take my throne in the reserved place, the station of shame, the object of hate. Choking secrets down, swallowing all the sound. Choking secrets down, swallowing till I drown. Oh soundless sound, oh voiceless voice--the shadow of names lies hidden in every word I've ever spoken.
5.
Fallow State 04:11
In the sleepless, white nights, alone in wakeful oblivion, through the cloudless black frights--I dream of you, blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh. We are all bent in corners darkened, by unseen burdens. Wailing through the choking thrush. There is no one left to forgive us. There’s something in my eye. You know it happens every time I think about the love that i thought would save me. I call to you, blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh. We are all bent in corners darkened. We all are bent by unseen burdens.
6.
Having succumbed to youthful infirmities, carry the weight of shackles leadened. Swallow the blacked pulp of your disease, corrosive secrets that char and deaden. There is an overwhelming fear, a rat lying hidden in the bowels, gnawing and gnawing in silence. Can't even sculpt one tear. Wasted engaged with youthful conformities, bending knees to encrusted legend. Trudging into age'd pit of deformities, revealing the empty rooms and dead ends. I cant even bring myself to say your name. It takes me to a time where I’ll remain.
7.
Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground. Mother earth will swallow you, lay your body down.
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There is, in certain living souls, a loneliness unspeakable, so great it must be shared as company is shared by lesser beings. Such a loneliness is mine. And know by this that in Immensity there's one lonelier than you.

The second EP released in advance of the Magus full length.

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released May 31, 2018

Recorded in 2018 at Hightower Studios by James Whitten. Mastered by Adam Tucker. Released on vinyl by Community Records and on compact disc by Gilead Media. Additional vocals by KC Stafford, Emily McWilliams, Melissa Guion, Nicole Estill, Jacques Boudreaux, Michael Moss, Clayton Hunt, and Dr. Scott Francioni. Violin by KC Stafford and Jacques Boudreaux.

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