The following text represents a new image of Deathroll!
Its cry, like that of black ice, speaks directly to the heart that shivers in the eternal cold, and its echoes shake the souls of those who listen to it, like a storm that knocks at the gates of the underworld. The waves of sound, which frighten even the gods, recall forbidden ancient mysteries and transport the listener to a realm of noble darkness. Its madly beautiful tone announces the end of a dying world and foreshadows a new beginning.