Album Review: Born Erased – Birds Drink My Blood
Artist: Born Erased
Title: Birds Drink My Blood
Label: Cyclic Law
Release date: December 4th, 2025
Country: Bulgaria
Format reviewed: High-quality digital recording
Album Review: Born Erased – Birds Drink My Blood via Cyclic Law by Pegah
With a glance at the title “Birds Drink My Blood” and its stark cover art, it becomes immediately clear that Born Erased’s new album is concerned far more with non-existence than with being. The birds, as the messengers from heaven and traditionally symbols of transcendence and freedom, are reimagined here as predatory figures. Rather than guiding the spirit upward, they extract life from the human form.
“Voider”, the album’s opening track, establishes the descent. Its dense, shadowed atmosphere and cavernous textures evoke the sensation of stepping directly into the void—a place where existence holds no weight and identity disappears. In this landscape, we are explorers, moving through an unknown realm stripped of familiar coordinates. “Voider” feels like a search for life not in the world of being, but somewhere far beyond it, where uncharted emptiness remains. The atmosphere in “Unmade” shifts subtly, shaped in part by the collaboration with Mondkopf. Its soundscape less an expanse to drift through and more a threshold, a place situated just before the void fully opens. There’s a sense of something forming in the dark, but that emergence never solidifies. “Unmade” feels like an unfinished birth, a presence that dissolves before it can take shape. It ends before it begins…
“Godhead” feels like the first true emergence—an ascent from void to being, from the thick darkness of the earlier tracks into something faintly illuminated. This shift continues into “Dead Sun Emblem” (feat. Vanity Productions), where the soundscape softens and expands, drifting with a weightless, cosmic calm. The track evokes images of galaxies turning slowly in the dark, carrying with them distant hints of renewal, hope, and a kind of fractured divinity. Yet the title undercuts this sense of light. A “dead sun” suggests extinguished radiance—an emblem of faded creation rather than thriving celestial power.
With “Throne of Cages,” the album turns sharply back toward severity. The soundscape grows harsher, as if determined to tear away the fragile hope suggested in the previous tracks. The “cage” becomes a potent symbol of confinement—a structure that restricts, restrains, and denies transcendence: a reminder that existence itself can feel like an imprisonment, a life lived within limits we never chose. In this track, Born Erased confronts the listener with the cruel truth that whatever elevation or freedom we imagine is undercut by the inescapable boundaries of being.
Finally, “Millions of Mourners” arrives as the album’s devastating culmination—a collective elegy for those who moved through life with the illusion of freedom. The track feels vast and hollowed, as if the entire universe is resonating with grief. Its drifting textures suggest countless voices, not heard individually but sensed as a single, overwhelming lament. These are the mourners of lost selves, of lives diminished or erased before they could fully take form… 8.5/10
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