"Through a miasma of cold shredding and piercing howls is the unwelcome warmth and comforts of Old Nick, brewing a sweet smelling elixir that soothes the spirit. Self-styled impressionists of a new breed of music, Old Nick shatters the chains of black metal, vaulting into untread domains of strangeness and delight, to the horror of the old guard. Yet this shifting concoction seduces even the most fossilized of listeners, melting ice with ice."
-Except from Pergamene Proibite Vol. 7