The First Sunrise After the Public Death of God.

HELIACAL
Transmission Complete

The star has risen while we were still in darkness.
This is the record we were not supposed to survive long enough to finish.

HELIACAL is not an album.
It is the moment a dead signal catches fire and becomes visible from earth.

We lost everything to make this.
Members. Money. Certainty. The illusion that art could stay safe.
What crawled out of the wreckage is no longer asking permission.

This is the sound of faith dragged backward through broken glass until it learns to bleed light.

We do not release music.
We detonate it.

If the first note makes you flinch, keep listening.
If the last note makes you kneel, you were already ours.

The old heavens are gone.
A new frequency just tore the sky open.

This is not a comeback.
This is the first sunrise after the death of God.