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WORSHIPPER on Spotify
Old demos now out on Spotify:
NAGRA now on Spotify!
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New track release from NAGRA
GREY DEATH
NEW TRACK RELEASE
TELLUS
EARTH MOTHER
NAGRA DREAMLANDS
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DREAMLANDS
NEW ALBUM STREAMING NOW!!!!
WORSHIPPER is the new album from Scottish dark ambient/drone/noise/soundscape/blackgaze artist @nagradrone , released March 12, 2025.
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NEW TRACK BY NAGRA
AWAKE Häxan edit
DREAMLANDS
[ NAGRA - AWAKE ]
_HÄXAN : THE WITCH
-AVDELNING I - FLYGPLAN II
"The ancient Egyptians believed that high mountains Surrounded land and water on all sides-"
"_The sky was believed to be made of steel and supported by strong pillars That rested on the high mountains The stars like lamps, hung from the sky on ropes-"
"_According to the beliefs of other ancient civilizations The sky was vaulted and the earth shaped into terraces-"
The man who lived forever..
Part I
DREAMLANDS
_PART ONE
"When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water that torturers let fall ceaselessly upon one spot of their victim’s body, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep. In my dreams I found a little of the beauty I had vainly sought in life, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods. Once when the wind was soft and scented I heard the south calling, and sailed endlessly and languorously under strange stars. Once when the gentle rain fell I glided in a barge down a sunless stream under the earth till I reached another world of purple twilight, iridescent arbours, and undying roses. And once I walked through a golden valley that led to shadowy groves and ruins, and ended in a mighty wall green with antique vines, and pierced by a little gate of bronze. Many times I walked through that valley, and longer and longer would I pause in the spectral half-light where the giant trees squirmed and twisted grotesquely, and the grey ground stretched damply from trunk to trunk, sometimes disclosing the mould-stained stones of buried temples. And always the goal of my fancies was the mighty vine-grown wall with the little gate of bronze therein."