Creasing through the mire of Florida's endless swamps, this shadowy entity, better known as Worm, presents Foreverglade, a strange amalgamation of things that ooze, crawl, or remain still for centuries before collapsing into dust and dirt, unnoticed by the common mortals. Deeply ambitious while being imbued with ancient traditional practices, Worm finds in Foreverglade its truest incarnation, where the catacombs of a funereal and oppressive death doom are profaned, letting escape the darkness lurking in the stench of black metal cemeteries. Virtuosic technicality and ghostly immateriality evoke the dark and sinister beauty of the swamps as well as the hidden horrors that swarm there. Foreverglade is suffocatingly heavy, filled with a gloomily shimmering atmosphere and a fetid humidity that superbly embody the mysteries and monstrosities of darkness. Worm reaches a new height of creative sorcery while signifying that it is only just beginning to unleash what lies beneath the mists.