This album shall probably be overlooked by most nowadays BM fans, yet it will stand a one of Drakkar's gems. It's grim, haunting, totally haunting, totally in the ancient spirit yet with a strong identity. Depressive pseudo-Black-Metal fans, Third-World fago fans, college students with short-hair and love for jazz, etc, will hate it, despise it, say it's not "original", and so on.
People with the right cords will feel the morbid and evil aura of this album, and will be stuck to it, since an Ancient Evil permeates from each note of this record.
Scrutare et vide quia propheta a Galilaea non surgit!