Before the seven seals are broken
And the four call us to come
The daughter of night
Salutes us in flight
Canters in avantgarde sole
We chase the winged swine
Too close to the sun
We burn
We fall
To finally drown
Before we hear the sound of seven trumpets
And cries of souls slain for the word of god
The sister of death
Takes away our breath
Holds the banner of victory high
We produce wonders dime a dozen
To present right before her throne
We stand so bold
Of our silver and gold
Empty bowels, coughing blood
Cardiff band Obey Cobra put an atmospheric, psychedelic spin on doom, full of harsh electronics and uncanny effects. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 4, 2021