Dive into the abyss of atmospheric black metal with Seventh, a formidable force hailing from Quebec, Canada, as they unleash “Lord of the Horde.” The track, embedded below, invites you into a realm of darkness and apocalyptic fervor. Seventh embodies the essence of atmospheric black metal, weaving a sonic tapestry that captures the haunting allure of the unknown. “Lord of the Horde” stands as a testament to the band’s mastery of the genre, with a relentless cascade of riffs, intense drumming, and screaming vocals that create an immersive and foreboding atmosphere. The haunting melody of the track beckons listeners into a sonic journey that explores themes of death, torment, and the inexorable march of the apocalypse.

The lyrics of “Lord of the Horde” paint a vivid picture of a desolate world, ruled by the dark forces embodied in the lord of the horde. The imagery of drifting into dark skies for eternal rest and the fall of man sets the stage for a narrative that delves into the macabre. The relentless and dissonant soundscape mirrors the themes of torment and suffering, creating an intense auditory experience. Seventh’s ability to merge atmospheric elements with raw, unbridled power is showcased in this track, solidifying their position in the realm of atmospheric black metal.

A bit more info about the track:
Imagine what the death of the sun would bring: fear, chaos, and final embrace. While this is the worst moment for all humanity, the “Lord of the Horde” embraces billions of souls suddenly within his grasp. This metal song comes with a punch that metalcore has come to love and follows it up with an ambience that listeners often only find in black metal. Produced by Antoine Baril at Hemisphere studios, this new song will make any metal fan perk up to the potential of this Québec scene.

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LYRICS

I’m the dark the plague the apocalypse 
Dead and gone feeding the unknown
I’m your death the graves of tormentors
Hell servants king 
The lord of the horde

Drift into the dark skies for eternal rest now as the fall of man has begun here
This world will inherit the frail and dissonance with our sets of flesh becoming one with hell
Follow my voice straight into the void as your soul leaves the soil
Leading us to help you pull the trigger
Life is slowly fading
Life is slowly vanishing
The depths and sorrows work will be never ending
They should brace themselves as exertion will proceed in overtimes
And the amount of souls to process will be unprecedented
Ripe through it all the arms of sadistic to drag the bodies and feed the valley of death
No wishes no miracles cuz death decided to never rest 
Feeding on a future that’s not yours to see
All attempts to live will end up in slow death
No one can’t stop what’s coming as we’re being erased from history

Take me and punish me
Shut my eyes and burn me to feed the depths
I’m ready to be taken away so take control
Bleed dry my souvenirs till there’s only vision of the end

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