by Ortega



A murder of crows, a blackened swarm of liberation , if not from death. This immortality you speak of, three-horned one, gauges out the spirit’s eye. I have been wandering the astral plains and found nothing but stalemates of shapes and impressions. The evolution which I have been taught from the stumbling age onward brought me nothing but fear. It is time to start looking inward. Stare down and rise.

The murky depths of Ortega’s sound drag a darker yet more poignant carcass ashore with Crows, their latest recording. A collision of doom, sludge and noise tells a story of man looking inward and onward.

Crows will be released as a very limited cassette by Tartarus Records on April 10th, coinciding with our show at Roadburn in Tilburg, The Netherlands.

Crows is a part of our upcoming full length Sacred States, to be released by Consouling Sounds, Narshardaa Records and Tartarus Records.


released April 10, 2014

Recorded by JB vd Wal at Simplon, Groningen
Mixed by JB vd Wal at Hewwetover Studios.
Artwork by Richard Postma



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Ortega Groningen

Since 2007, Ortega have been exploring the murky depths of humanity's longing for the horizon. Perilous courses which drag carcasses ashore, sojourns that tell of the bells that chime on the sands below, collisions of doom, sludge and noise that tell tales of abyssal mankind.

Ortega is:

Richard - Vocals & Guitar
Frank - Bass
Alex - Guitar
Sven - Drums
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Track Name: Crows
Crows gather
beaks glisten from my own blood

Entranced and cast down by The silent ghost

Soul travel
To walk amoung the dead in high realms

Crow father
Let us stare into the minds eye
His yellow eye

three eyes, unseen, untold
Free me from certain death

Nothing is safe
To feel is the human truth
remain in lackluster
directing in pain
the soul in awe
leave nothing

Nowhere is safe
Volition anchored down
Weary of the world
Impressions of old
wearing out
leave nothing