HELLLIGHT was formed in 1996 in São Paulo (Brazil) and is one of the pioneer bands in the Atmospheric Funeral Doom Metal scene. Their music is a unique and intellectual combination which penetrates deep into the mind and soul of the listener. It’s heavy, it’s slow, it’s oppressing. The Brazilian giants of Atmospheric Funeral Doom hit us again with a new heartfelt piece of art. Full of deep emotions, a new work that transports us to the underworld of darkness, pain, misery, grief and death. Following the band's traditional style, these seven new songs come to bring relief to the hearts of fans of one of the most desolate, dense and dark kinds of music.”

The album has seven lengthy songs, and if you are familiar with the genre, you understand why. “Echoes of Eons” is first, and it eases in with smooth, legato keyboards. The riff the drops is slow, and there are plenty of solemn tones. On this funeral march, cold rains soak the guests, and the harsh vocals seem to echo in the afterlife. “As a Fading Sun We Lie” begins with solemn piano tones, and the cold rain keeps falling. With each passing note, the feelings of being lost grow. The tones also grow angrier, which is a common stage of grief, as Fabio shouts out to the sky, asking…why? “Desperate Cry” is just that…a tear-filled scream with a question that will never be answered. The tones here are thick, dark, crushing, and even black. There is nothing left of your soul nor your will to carry on.  

The title track is shortest, clocking in at just under five minutes. The mood is still very solemn, as evidenced from the depressing piano notes. The clean vocals are just as dejected as the harsh ones, and they seem to hang there like a whisper in the wind. “As Daylight Fades” ushers in the magic of the night. With clean female vocals, and harsh male, the combination feels like the weight of the world on your shoulders. The harsh vocals roar with anger, while the cleans sound like the come from someone giving their last cry. “Obsolete Dreams” begins with clean vocal pleas and with each step of the lower riff, your heart sinks. The harsh vocals rumble, sounding like a final breath. “The hope is gone, inside my heart” he says with conviction.

“The Last March” closes the album, and it’s a fourteen-minute opus. It takes a while to really get going, and the anticipation is like a thick fog that you could cut with a knife. Harsh vocals bit hard against your cold skin, and lock in, and it feels like something you can never shake. This was a fantastic album that made you feel many things as a listener…sad, hopeless, grieving…even a deep rage and anger at times as to the unfairness of life. It begs the question for me that if there is a higher being, how come there is so much suffering down here? Answer that when you have a few free years to ponder the intricacies, but enjoy this album now.