The album starts with haunting distant vocals below a low storm incubation like rumble. As massively subtle as the density  of a black hole in pure potency, as slow as the imperceptible movement found at the heart of a nightmare in ebullition. Out of the cold nothingness we feel something slowly emerging, a stubborn tiny buzz cracking skulls in order to escape. Ancestral and at the same time with a deranged sci-fi vibe, it sounds like a spaceship carved in stone landing near an old abandoned place of worship and sacrifice, condensing the sounds of interstellar sinking sand.

“Ashes From Dust” rises on subterranean hiss ordering the emptying of all creatures and landscapes. Repetitive winds of dirtiness provoke a sense of imminent tragedy, and that`s why immobility manages to be this tense. Track evolves into harsher realms, managing to keep very static and cold, moving in circles around a very last trembling flame or a last standing weak being. It ends with more ethereal sounds, even if providing only but a feeling of overwhelming loss or failure. “The Sinking Sands” is a pretty monolithic phase on the whole disappearance process, as all images rise to unsustainable weight, imploding under its own bleakness. Heavy enough to be closer to the forgotten rituals of continent formation and to the monolith dance of planet alignment than to evoke any other rituals known to men, as with most dark ambient releases. As dense as the moment before the waters swallow the sea, as vast as the hidden corner of the last desert.

No hope and no map to a land where shadows blend with the horizon in an enormous mass of disappearing matter. Haunting and endless eradication of all thing alive, gathering the remains for the nightmare to be. “Disintegration pt.2” only confirms the vacuum. A brilliant album  in a sometimes saturated genre. Essential for those into the more inhuman and vestigial dark ambient sounds.