Warm Glow of the End of Everything

Wounds of Recollection

February 10th, 2023

7 tracks

54:06

Warm Glow of the End of Everything

Pale Blue Light

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9:00

Pale Blue Light

Wounds of Recollection

I have lost my shelter. No bed to sleep in. I will surrender. Vermilion worn on my sleeve. Nowhere I live do I know peace. Restless, turning. The end of everything. Watching; waiting, leave. The end always feels so near. My home is spread like ashes. I'm nowhere. The only colors I see are red and gold, I think about my death when I’m alone. Sometimes, my sky glows in pale blue light My fear will clutch the reins and hold tight. I am a meteor burning up on entry A stranger to the atmosphere I am a satellite lost to the unknown My love will keep you a prisoner like Kessler Syndrome There is an end to everything. It’s always drawing near My home is fading faster. Like embers, I’m nothing. Always.

9:00

Crushing Weight of Empty Space

Wounds of Recollection

I sleep in a bed too small; Writhing in a cold shell with shadowed walls. I am a distant moon fading in orbit; Retreat to a featureless void. The nameless stars. An empty box. I've seen Laika's grave. Vacate the room. The nameless moons. The empty space. Blood vessels deprived. Crushed in a vacuum. Vacate the room. I feel unloved. I am.

4:59

Vacancy

Wounds of Recollection

I dreamt of a house; Walls painted like sand, Each room was filled with friends; And time stood ever still. My eyes will stay closed as long as it takes To never be alone; to know I found my home. Each ray of sun breaching the floor Each stone unturned and lost joys Stumbled through the dark for the last time Scattered through the streets like the morning light I know some things were never meant to be. I know some friends I will see again only when I sleep. I dreamt of a house; Dust swelled through the light Each room was bare and vacant And time moved quicker still. My eyes will stay closed as long as it takes To fade into a gray and sink into a grave Burn down all that reminds you of me Meet me somewhere in another dream I know some things were never meant to be. I know some friends I will see again only when I sleep. Everybody’s gone.

9:15

Golden Claws

Wounds of Recollection

2:01

Leo Minor

Wounds of Recollection

We were born from August stars Boarding vessels to take us somewhere safe We were Voyagers crossing the shock Free to drift into the chasm; to make the emptiness a grave There are no signs of life; I am a dead star My shadow leaves no trace; I am an afterthought Three years may pass before I regain contact. Two years are gone and I still don't belong. I’ve let you all down. Watching from the ground, nothing seems out of place My love will stay locked shut; entombed under the house Far up in the stratosphere, my home looks so small When the air gets warm, I’ll retrace each step I’m sorry to myself I roam through lightyears. I float past stars. I am a black hole. I am alone.

10:29

Everyone is Somewhere Else

Wounds of Recollection

I wake up to sawdust in my lungs I sleep in a makeshift bed on a cold floor. A song of a thousand morning birds. Take a breath and inhale the aura. There is an end to everything. I know everyone is somewhere else. We could have held on for longer. The deeper the field, the smaller I feel. No dawn. No sun. A star in the dark. An empty room. The hallway. A ribcage. The missing shingles An empty bed.

5:43

Rapture

Wounds of Recollection

I hear the sound of the triumph of rapture. Lock arms so we can all die together. Loved ones will sew our bodies below; In shallow graves, rotting beneath the glowing moon. I see the faces I was meant to trust reflect off my iris, And I am afraid. I know that the voices I cherish will blur my thoughts every night, And I am afraid. It's a dance; flutter soft and slow. Look through me; there's a warm glow. Come outside but don't look; Everything we built has died. They play the hymn mocking my loss; Crushing my body. I was a moth caught in the light of my friends. I was a moth who will be left behind in the end. Rapture has left me alone; And I am afraid.

12:39

The 10th album by solo post-black metal project, Wounds of Recollection.

Warm Glow of the End of Everything is an exploration of liminality - a transitional space or time between two states of being. The album is inspired by the final transition into adulthood representing the fact that one’s youth is no longer accessible. It is an acceptance of the past with an anxious embrace of things to come. It represents the fear of forgetting or being forgotten by the people and places that once brought us immense joy.

Liminality has been recently popularized by the phenomenon of “liminal space photography” - an art style influenced by feelings of uncertainty and vulnerability captured through uncanny images of the real world. This album, instead, explores the softer side of liminality - acceptance that things are not always meant to last or evolve alongside you. The past is unreachable but future joys are always on the horizon.

Musically, the album is built upon a primary blackgaze and post-black metal sound with frequent detours into doom metal, ambient synth, and emo. Clean singing is present at few but important instances. The album blends its influences less than previous works, opting instead of distinct moments of each stylistic approach. Fans of Deafheaven, Show Me a Dinosaur, Lantlôs, Holy Fawn, Der Weg einer Freiheit, and Unreqvited will feel at home here.

"Rapture has left me alone - and I am afraid."

Credits

Written, recorded, and produced by Wounds of Recollection.
Additional vocals on Rapture by Jason Roberts of Breaths and Roseneath.
Drum samples by Judd Madden and Rafa Prieto.
Cover art courtesy of Thomas Smith.
Footage for 'Leo Minor' courtesy of NASA.
Special thanks to Dan from Trepanation Recordings (RIP).

Warm Glow of the End of Everything

Wounds of Recollection

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