In Medusa, there is a palpable dry obscurity latent in every corner. Instead of relying on their elegant slice of melancholy from their last era, Paradise Lost drown them in a damp and foul place in which the songs perspectives are surrounded by an apocalyptic, yet poetic, aura.
In Medusa, there is a palpable dry obscurity latent in every corner. Instead of relying on their elegant slice of melancholy from their last era, Paradise Lost drown them in a damp and foul place in which the songs perspectives are surrounded by an apocalyptic, yet poetic, aura.