Uploaded August 2017 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
What is it like to fight against your own mind?
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On The Chasms Of My Heart, THEOLOGIAN's power electronics and death industrial influences are merged into even darker, more majestic sounds, reaching into new extremes of experience as the music incorporates more melody and percussion into the long
stretches of oppressive dead-world ambiance and pummeling electronic doomscapes. Beginning with what may be Theologian's most stirring & evocative piece of music to date, a monumental end-time dirge titled "Abandon All Hope" that starts off as a swirling ocean of blackened synthesizer roar before morphing into the sound of pounding metallic percussion and skull-rattling bass frequencies met with gloriously miserable multi-part vocal harmonies, to maelstroms of crushing orchestral power, titanic distorted synth-pulses & deep-space power electronics transmissions, THEOLOGIAN further expands its pitch-black sound into new realms of abyssal electronic ambiance & death-synth heaviness.
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Everything you love gone, destroyed, twisted, contorted, maligned, slandered, deformed, and shining black. Your brain is your own enemy; night or day attacking you with the horrors of ignorance, obsession and paranoia.
Intrusive thoughts about your loved ones, mind-rape -- nothing is sacred to this form of mal-function. Your head will ache under pressure merely to block out unwanted -- dissociating thoughts of perversion, guilt and violence.
This is the end of self. You think? You are thought. The only last shred of deliberate will (action-inaction) -- is being corrupted and burned by compulsion -- irrational fear of the unknown.
The throes of this expedition to the very grime of your mechanical structure will test and stress the quintessence of your human psychology.
What is it like to fight against your own mind?
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On The Chasms Of My Heart, THEOLOGIAN's power electronics and death industrial influences are merged into even darker, more majestic sounds, reaching into new extremes of experience as the music incorporates more melody and percussion into the long
stretches of oppressive dead-world ambiance and pummeling electronic doomscapes. Beginning with what may be Theologian's most stirring & evocative piece of music to date, a monumental end-time dirge titled "Abandon All Hope" that starts off as a swirling ocean of blackened synthesizer roar before morphing into the sound of pounding metallic percussion and skull-rattling bass frequencies met with gloriously miserable multi-part vocal harmonies, to maelstroms of crushing orchestral power, titanic distorted synth-pulses & deep-space power electronics transmissions, THEOLOGIAN further expands its pitch-black sound into new realms of abyssal electronic ambiance & death-synth heaviness.
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Everything you love gone, destroyed, twisted, contorted, maligned, slandered, deformed, and shining black. Your brain is your own enemy; night or day attacking you with the horrors of ignorance, obsession and paranoia.
Intrusive thoughts about your loved ones, mind-rape -- nothing is sacred to this form of mal-function. Your head will ache under pressure merely to block out unwanted -- dissociating thoughts of perversion, guilt and violence.
This is the end of self. You think? You are thought. The only last shred of deliberate will (action-inaction) -- is being corrupted and burned by compulsion -- irrational fear of the unknown.
The throes of this expedition to the very grime of your mechanical structure will test and stress the quintessence of your human psychology.
