Review by UnhinderedbyTalent for Satyricon - Nemesis Divina (1996)

"This is Armageddon!", he said.  Turns out his version of Armageddon is powerful as we all fear but is full of melody and enchantment.  The army it brings marches full of poise but is devoid of pomp; each confident footfall is firm holding the frame of each soldier stoic in their armour. When they charge, they blister the very earth itself as they scorch a black fire across the face of humanity, searing it's skin burning it's clothing and hair.  Back at marching pace they are vigilant, leaving no stone unturned, missing no opportunity to spread their disease far and wide, constantly expanding the invasion.

"This Armageddon!", he said.  This isn't a slaughter though, there's no hacking, no beheadings, no quick endings.  This is a torturous and vibrant parasite that dances on the air like some macabre firefly.  It kisses the oxygen gently, igniting it, teasing it's victims - forcing them to witness the performance.  Morbidly vivacious in their theatre, there is almost an air of enticement to its obvious yet alluring intent.  Not content to merely petrify with their looming atmospherics and siren-esque application of marauding melodies, when the swarm speaks it's tones are grim and ghastly.  The words are spat, mockingly into the faces of the terrified.  Their echoes, ring in the ears of all who he hear their utterance, carried on cold winds full of grit and darkness.

"This is Armageddon!", he said.  But this is actually a rebirth.  Once the addressing of the balance of power is done and darkness reigns supreme, it will learn to cast aside its ways of old.  It will show the vibrancy of evil's colour, the shades of black shall mix with the fiery orange of it's wrath, the deep crimson of its bloodlust, the burrowing green spread of the hellish micro-organisms it sweats from its very skin. 

"This is Armageddon!", he said.  It won't be quick, but nor will it outstay its welcome - the memory of it will not fade soon it knows.  As it clouds the skies, choking the life from the earth, the hordes play occasional folky melodies, aping the prey, letting it know the amusement this suffering brings.

"This is Armageddon!", he said.  Revel in its glory.