Entry 763 - Kriegsmaschine - Apocalypticists

Style: Technical black metal

Primary Emotions/Themes: A dismal look at the future of the planet

Thoughts: 

"Destroyed by the bitterness of it's grievous and long-protracted punishment... my cup runneth dry."

My cup does indeed runneth dry, and so does the source of life for this world. Kriegsmaschiene gives us, the listener a bleak and brutally honest at the future of this godforsaken planet should things continue on this path. 

The music contained within these fifty minutes are some of the most soul crushing, utterly desperate, and completely inhumane music I have ever heard. M and Darkside have created six songs that are methodically designed to suck every ounce of hope, every moment of fleeting grace out of me. Instead it's replaced by a landscape of utter disgust and contempt for a worthless planet who's inhabitants have treated it with such disrespect that we finally get what we fucking deserve.

This music is technically black metal, but the way that these songs are composed constitute so much more. The music evokes feelings of solitude, death, and decay much more so than almost any other project within the black metal spectrum. In fact as I'm writing this I can't think of another band out there that matches this depravity.

Outside of the soul crushing musical experience the riffs and drums are so incredibly well written and executed that I don't truly have words to describe it. Instead I urge you to listen to the first track. About half way through both M and Darkside break into this groove that is so insane that I can't wrap my head around it. The drums especially are executed to such perfection that I find it hard to believe it's a human performing it. 

Apocalypticits is an experience as much as it is an album. Very little else in my collection makes me wish for the death of humanity like these guys do. They fully comprehend the consequences of the path that humanity is on and spell out the doom that mankind is bringing upon itself and this tomb we call earth. Our cups are dry.

Written April 12th 2024