DESCRIPTION:
Emerging from the barren wastelands

Ice erects its
fearsome monument;

Crafted by the winter storms,

Sculpted by the harsh,
frosted breeze.

Dark winds of nightfall chill my soul

As flickering
shadows mock my weary way.

Under the screen of darkened skies

The black
seeds of chaos grow.

This cold world lies deep inside me;

Brooding
within my severed veins.

As the thorns of winter pierce my skin,

Thorns
of winter

Deathly pale spirits of suffering

Thorns of winter


Sinister spectres of malice and discontent

The flame is torn from my
wounded heart.

Descending to an eternal winter,

My haunted body, mind
and soul.

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"Deep in the heart of these forsaken lands, lie the bones of unmerciful kings of hate. Emperors of the night, gathered in a circle, surrounded by ancient tombs and crumbling thrones."

Amidst the frost - laden solace of winter's inevitable eminence, Wintersoul commands the days of cold, sweeping over the lands, burying all in an invocation worthy of freezing over hell. Armed to the frostbitten jaws with mercilessness, death, and the foreshadowing bane of the frigid season to come, this UK ice - cold legion have finally unveiled their long - awaited full length debut "Frozen Storm Apocalypse" available on Nokternal Hemizphear. Comprised of members from the likes of Ashen Mortality and Clemency, these hearts of arctic fury relentlessly impale your soul to massive ice walls of thrashy, chilling black metal sound with stakes of numbing permafrost technicalities.

Immensely epic atmospheres of haunting clean female vocals and tenacious growls envelop the sheer essence of ripping guitars and blistering percussions. The moonlight gale of the nocturnal night eclipse wanes in majestic horror at the arrival of arguably the most terrifying black winter metal creation since Immortal's "Battles in the North" and "At the Heart of Winter". Telling of a disastrous global blizzard where the masses transform into 'ice hearts' imprecating the torrents of evil ritual, to lay low the lands under a shroud of darkness, the hordes of the frozen dead seek to reap the souls from the few whom rebel amidst the blinding fury of the ultimate winter storm.

Uniquely different from, yet similarly fashioned to the likes of Immortal, Imperial Crystalline Entombment, Immortal Souls, Absu, Antestor, Behemoth, Crimson Moonlight, Melechesh, and Legion of the Damned. Envision Immortal colliding with Kreator in a frozen mass of cataclysmic white injected with steroids! Think Imperial Crystalline Entombment doused with the essence of November's Doom and you have just begun to scratch the surface of Wintersoul. Only those of a pure winter holocaust soul dare enter the terrorizing glorious realm of Wintersoul where a "Frozen Storm Apocalypse" resides with chaos, depravation, and misaligned beauty...

"Under the screen of darkened skies, the black seeds of chaos grow. This cold world lies deep inside me; Brooding within my severed veins. As the thorns of winter pierce my skin."

Lyrics from "Shades of Terror" and "Thorns of Winter"

- Nokternal Hemizphear