I drink the celestial blood from the chalice of distress
In the cursed year of 2020, when the world teetered on the edge of oblivion, two souls Hellishdust and A. conspired in the shadows, consumed by an eldritch vision. During the chaotic recording sessions of Eihort's debut album, they were struck by a dark inspiration, a force that beckoned them toward a deeper abyss.
From this unholy communion, Cursed Æon was born, a project steeped in the arcane mysteries of cosmic horror and occult dread.
Drawing from the infinite void of the unknown, Cursed Æon channels a sound that transcends the boundaries of death and doom. Theirs is a music that crawls, suffocates, and devours, an aural manifestation of the nameless terrors that lurk beyond the stars.
Each track, a ritual, each note, a summoning. The atmosphere is thick with despair as if the very fabric of reality is unravelling with each chord.
The album, a blasphemous tome of eldritch hymns, has been almost entirely composed and recorded in the silence of the darkened studio. It waits now, coiled and ready to strike, an ancient serpent bound in cursed wax. The horrors it contains are destined to be unleashed upon this dying world within the next year, if not sooner.
Those who dare to listen will find themselves drawn into a spiral of cosmic dread, a descent into the maddening depths where light has long since fled.
The cover art, a masterpiece of the darkness, has been forged by none other than Robert A. von Ritter, one of the greatest artists to ever gaze into the abyss. His vision encapsulates the very essence of Cursed Æon, a harbinger of the horrors yet to come.
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Pray that your soul can withstand what awaits.