A work that qualifies its own somber and precise style by the grace of its pungent and corrosive assertive melodies, the harmonies of Winternight Poetry are quite clear, ardently delineated, fragrantly comforting and beautifully simple. Marvelously executed to some degree, unfortunately, Winternight Poetry does have some moments of monotony, although nothing that can compromise the musical integrity of the work, nor your capability of actually appreciating the album. At the height of its qualities, I can certainly point it out the gracious and almost benevolent aspects of its salutary melodies, that crucially define with rude and objective maturity the lancinating cohesion of its nefarious style.
While Winternight Poetry cannot be regarded as a masterpiece, the work definitely has its merits. In the vivid and somber elaboration of a dense, afflictive and anxious atmosphere, that concomitantly sounds elevating and calm as well, In Tenebriz creates a lurid, diffuse and intriguing work, that revolves around the ambitions of its own grandiloquence the fundamental principles of its musical proposal, rejuvenating discreetly some aspects of the genre, like serenity as the alabaster of the sound, and its anomalous latencies, impregnated with permanently sinister despondencies.
While the album will hardly impress experienced listeners, it definitely maintains an individual degree of competence, that makes it worthwhile listening. Interesting for the most part, its excessive and easy slowness, though, at some point, becomes majorly tiresome. Nevertheless, you can listen without fear or remorse. Winternight Poetry is a lucid, intense and vibrating work, that manages to be an anthem of despair and morbidity, lost in the everlasting dust of the nocturnal sky.