ARTIST: GHOST
ALBUM: SKELETA
RELEASE DATE: APRIL 25TH 2025
LABEL: LOMA VISTA RECORDINGS
REVIEWER: MERT TYSON
SKELETÁ: GHOST’s Most Haunting Psalm Yet—A Spectral Symphony of Soul & Shadows
A journey beyond the veil, where echoes of past empires fade and a new reign begins—Papa V Perpetua presides over a masterpiece that cuts to the bone. With melodies that linger like spirits and lyrics that whisper like confessions in the dark, SKELETÁ is GHOST at its most introspective, proving that even in death, their artistry is immortal.
In the wake of IMPERA’s triumphant reign—topping charts, earning accolades, and cementing GHOST’s status as a global phenomenon—Tobias Forge’s creative journey takes an unprecedented inward turn with SKELETÁ. This sixth psalm is the band’s most unflinchingly personal work yet, peeling back layers of grandeur to reveal a raw, self-reflective core. Gone are the sweeping tales of empires and plagues; in their place stands a collection of deeply intimate revelations, laid bare with a cinematic intensity that transforms the listener’s own reflection into something hauntingly familiar. SKELETÁ is not just another chapter—it’s the mirror we never knew we needed.
GHOST has always been a band that sparks conversation—beloved by poets, dreamers, and artists, yet consistently met with critics and keyboard warriors eager to voice their dissent. But regardless of where you stand, SKELETÁ is an album that demands attention. As a fan of the band and a lover of music across all spectrums of heavy metal, I appreciate the ever-evolving nature of the genre. Metal today is a vast landscape, defined not by rigid boundaries but by creativity, experimentation, and the willingness to push sonic and visual boundaries. I admire bands that embrace change—because, in life, evolution is inevitable.
From the first spectral note to the last echoing refrain, SKELETÁ emerges—a shimmering spectre of sound, weaving through the veils of past and future. Whether whispered in reverence or debated in disdain, its presence cannot be denied. Here, innovation is not a departure but a reincarnation—every chord a pilgrimage deeper into the soul, every lyric a flickering candle in the halls of introspection. And yet, through its metamorphosis, the heart of GHOST remains unshaken—a beacon in the tempest, a silhouette dancing in the glow of the unknown. It is a creation carved from echoes of the old, sculpted by the hands of tomorrow, and bound forever in the timeless melody of reinvention.
Like the first flicker of candlelight in a forgotten chapel, Track 1 – Peacefield opens SKELETÁ with an ethereal hymn—its choirboy voices drifting through the air like incense, sacred yet fleeting, innocent yet knowing. There is purity in its introduction, a celestial breath before the plunge, as if ghosts of ages past pause for one final benediction. Then, seamlessly, the sound of GHOST awakens, enveloping the reverent hush in its familiar embrace. A spectral hand guiding us forward, the song unfurls like a ceremonial procession—both mournful and majestic—a delicate balance of harmony and foreboding. It is the sonic threshold to an album that does not merely tell a story but conjures visions, inviting the listener to step deeper into its beautifully haunted corridors.
After multiple listens, Peacefield stands out as a breathtaking introduction to SKELETÁ, immediately cementing itself as one of the album’s finest moments. Tobias Forge’s decision to forego the drum machine in favour of rich, organic percussion proves to be a masterstroke—each strike resonating with clarity and power, perfectly complementing the massive production that GHOST is known for. There’s an undeniable catchiness to this track, infused with a distinct ’80s spirit that would feel right at home alongside Journey’s Escape or Frontiers. The chorus soars, gripping the listener with its infectious hooks while allowing ample space for every instrument to breathe—the guitars, in particular, possessing a unique texture that is unmistakably GHOST from the very first chord. Peacefield is not just an enthralling album opener, but potentially the prelude to something even greater—the beginning of a new era for GHOST’s live shows.
Track 2 – Lachryma cascades forward from Peacefield like a spectral tide—swelling with an unmistakable ’80s heartbeat, yet laced with that signature GHOST mystique. It’s a song that may stir mixed reactions among the faithful, but one that undeniably commands attention, especially in tandem with the band’s striking new aesthetic. Debate may rage on, but the music speaks louder.
The track opens with keys like gilded gates swinging wide, inviting us into something grand yet intimate. Then—bam! —the guitars hit, the drums erupt, and suddenly we’re enveloped in that lush, cinematic wall of sound. And the drums—did I mention the drums? They’re thunderous, alive, no longer machine-bound, driving the song with a raw energy that pulses through every note. The bass isn’t just present; it’s the spine, grounding the melodies while Tobias weaves his way to an immense chorus—backed by harmonies that lift the song into something almost sacred.
Every instrument breathes here, finding its perfect space between shimmering keys and haunting guitars, creating a soundscape that feels both ethereal and urgent. The solos arrive like whispered promises—melodic, dreamy, soaring but restrained—never indulgent, always purposeful. This isn’t just a song; it’s a movement, a transformation, a testament to the band’s ability to evolve while staying true to the spirit that makes them unmistakably GHOST. Lachryma is nothing short of exceptional.
Track 3 – Satanized arrived like an unholy sermon on March 5, a first glimpse into the spectral tapestry of SKELETÁ, designed to set the faithful alight with anticipation. Here, GHOST leans into its more traditional side—familiar, yet undeniably fresh—with chunky guitars rumbling like thunder beneath a sky charged with electricity. The drums lock into a relentless, driving pulse, laying the foundation for the grand spectacle that unfolds.
Then, the voice—deep, revered, sermon-like—the presence of the Father lurking just beneath the surface, a spectral preacher delivering his haunting baritone in the background, adding depth and mysticism to the song’s already grand soundscape. Tobias, as always, is in full command, his vocals weaving effortlessly between melody and proclamation, his lyrics sharp yet strangely inviting.
The structure of Satanized is masterful, granting space for every element to breathe while still creating something dense and immersive. The guitars, shimmering in their distorted glory, speak the unmistakable language of GHOST from the first note, allowing the track to dance effortlessly between heavy and melodic passages. The chorus is immense, soaring yet sinister, compelling the listener to move, to feel, to embrace the ritual. It’s a song steeped in groove and grandeur, a track that doesn’t just ask to be heard—it demands reverence. Blessed be.
Track 4 – Guiding Lights is a breathtaking moment of vulnerability within SKELETÁ, a song that gently cradles the listener in its embrace, offering solace and introspection in equal measure. With this track, GHOST strips back the grandeur and spectacle, revealing a soundscape that is tender yet resounding, delicate yet unwavering.
Tobias Forge delivers one of his most emotionally charged performances, his vocals gliding effortlessly over a foundation of lush harmonies and ethereal instrumentation. Every note feels intentional, every lyric a reflection that lingers long after it is sung. The keys, serene and celestial, create an atmosphere of warmth—like the flickering glow of a lantern on a darkened path, offering guidance through the unknown. Subtle yet commanding, the drums and bass provide an undercurrent of quiet strength, grounding the song while allowing it to soar.
And then, the guitars—romantic, aching, beautifully restrained—woven intricately within the arrangement, speaking in whispers and declarations alike. They do not overpower; they enhance, lifting the chorus into a realm of true transcendence. Guiding Lights is not merely a song—it is a feeling, a moment suspended in time. It resonates deeply, speaking to those who need it most, those searching for meaning, and those simply willing to listen. Passionate, powerful, and undeniably moving, this is GHOST at its most profound.
Track 6 – De Profundis Borealis surges forth like a celestial storm—its clean piano introduction offering a deceptive calm before the whirlwind of sound erupts. With galloping drums and an electrifying riff, the track immediately shifts into high gear, exuding an energy reminiscent of Twenties but elevated by a more refined melodic progression and Tobias Forge’s unmistakable vocal resonance. His command over songwriting and melody shines through effortlessly, as every layer of sound coalesces into something grand yet deeply intricate.
The drums thunder with precision, locked tightly with a bassline that pulses through the song’s foundation, ensuring every groove is felt, not just heard. Meanwhile, the guitars engage in a haunting duel—minimalistic yet profoundly effective, weaving harmonies that enhance the song’s cinematic scope. As the track fades, it leaves behind the echoes of its grandeur, each instrument having found its perfect place within the mix. De Profundis Borealis exemplifies not just GHOST’s signature sound but the sheer artistry of an album built to feel colossal—every note crafted with clarity, every movement a masterclass in musicianship.
Track 7 – Cenotaph bursts forth like a neon-drenched time capsule, carrying with it the unfiltered joy of an era when rock was both larger than life and undeniably fun. It’s the kind of song that wouldn’t feel out of place on an ’80s top 100 playlist—its energy infectious, its rhythm impossible to ignore. From the first note, it dares you to tap along, pulling you into its vibrant pulse with a sense of carefree exuberance that makes it a standout moment on SKELETÁ.
Light-hearted yet masterfully crafted, Cenotaph showcases GHOST’s ability to shape-shift while remaining unmistakably itself. The song thrives on an upbeat groove, embracing the melodic grandeur that has become a signature of Tobias Forge’s songwriting. The guitar solo? Pure radiance—soaring yet perfectly measured, intertwined with shimmering keys that elevate the track to another level. Every instrument has its place, each musician seamlessly weaving into the fabric of the song, proving once again that Forge has an extraordinary arsenal of talent at his disposal.
While SKELETÁ ventures deep into introspection, Cenotaph is its bright, defiant counterpoint—a glowing ember in the album’s rich tapestry, reminding us that even within reflection, there is room for joy, movement, and pure rock ‘n’ roll spirit.
Track 8 – Missilia Amori arrives with a mischievous grin, unapologetically embracing its own theatrical, tongue-in-cheek flair. It’s corny, sure—but it’s the kind of corny that thrives on sheer, unfiltered fun, slipping perfectly into place right after Cenotaph. GHOST leans fully into that ’80s rock essence here, letting simple riffs and a tight backline propel the song forward with effortless groove.
And then—bam! —the solo lands with all the subtlety of a flaming arrow, cutting through the mix in spectacular fashion, right in your face, as if daring you not to grin. The lyrics? Witty, playful, maybe even provocative—Tobias Forge once again proving that he knows exactly how to walk the fine line between satire and sincerity. There’s a cheeky nod to religious themes woven in, particularly in lines like “A man of faith is hard to find, you show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”
Whether you take it as a (wank…. cough sorry wink!) or a deeper statement, Missilia Amori is undeniable proof that GHOST knows how to balance grandeur with light-hearted rebellion. It’s an absolute joy—bold, energetic, and brimming with personality. No doubt it’ll spark plenty of conversations when the album drops. I’ll let you decide just how much of a wink Love Rockets shot right between your eyes really is.
Track 9 – Marks of the Evil One emerges as a defining moment in SKELETÁ—a track that seamlessly blends rock energy with an airier, lighter touch, carving its place in the album’s intricate balance. Where other bands may falter in maintaining cohesion, GHOST thrives, crafting a sonic experience where every moment feels meticulously placed.
The vocal performance here is exceptional, Tobias Forge once again proving his versatility as he intertwines harmonies with sweeping keys and intricately woven guitar lines. There’s a striking clarity to the mix, ensuring that each instrument not only finds its space but thrives within it. The drums remain steadfast, rich in texture and depth, while the bass and keys expand the track’s atmospheric weight—creating a resonance that envelops the listener.
And the solos—graceful yet commanding, each passage a statement unto itself. They possess a dreamlike quality, fluid and purposeful, leaving an impact without indulgence. In another world, Marks of the Evil One could have existed as a stunning instrumental, rivalling even the most revered classics, yet here, it stands as a testament to GHOST’s unparalleled craftsmanship and musicianship. Superb in every way.
Track 10 – Umbra—or as it shall now forever be known, The Cowbell Song—is pure joy wrapped in a hauntingly beautiful rock anthem. From the moment the first eerie notes creep in, “In the shadows death becomes your lover” there’s a sense of foreboding, an anticipation that builds like shadows stretching at dusk. The slow rise of keys, echoing that ’80s Journey-esque grandeur, sets the tone before everything explodes into a moment of sheer rock celebration. And the cowbell—oh, the cowbell! A small yet glorious detail that adds just the right amount of punch to an already stellar drum mix.
Tobias Forge delivers another masterclass in melody and vocal dynamics, shifting between spectral whispers and soaring harmonies with absolute finesse. The bridge—ghostly, layered, mesmerizing—acts as a passageway, leading straight into the heart of the song’s triumphant chorus, which feels like a fitting build-up toward the album’s conclusion. And then, the solo—it doesn’t just arrive, it erupts, driving the track into an electric, euphoric climax that only GHOST can execute with such style.
Everything about Umbra is meticulously crafted, yet effortlessly fun. The riffs are sharp, the backline solid, the production immense—each element given space to breathe while still hitting with undeniable power. This is the sound of a band celebrating, revelling in its own ability to weave grandiosity with infectious rock energy. If ever a song was meant to be played on repeat, this is it.
Track 11 – Excelsis is the final curtain, the last whispered farewell in the grand tapestry that SKELETÁ has unfurled. More than just an album closer, it is the resolution of a carefully woven narrative—a chapter that does not simply end but lingers, echoing in the corridors of GHOST’s ever-evolving lore. Tobias Forge has etched a story in sound, vision, and mysticism, and this track stands as the solemn bridge to whatever comes next, reinforcing the reign of Papa V Perpetua.
There is something hauntingly inevitable in its lyrics, a reflection of mortality and transition— “Everybody leaves someday, everybody goes away, you will too, I will too.” Is this a final goodbye? A reckoning? Or merely another spectral door opening to a yet-unseen realm? Whatever the intent, Excelsis thrives in its melancholy, a slow-burning, deeply evocative farewell that cradles the listener in its quiet power. And just when it seems that GHOST has reached the peak of originality, they defy expectation once more, proving that their creative depths are boundless. This is not just a fitting finale—it is an opus, an epilogue, a lingering shadow upon the threshold of something greater.
My final thoughts on SKELETÁ is an album that both honours GHOST’s legacy and propels them into new creative territory. Love them or loathe them, Tobias Forge and his ensemble continue to defy expectations, proving that reinvention and evolution can exist without sacrificing identity. The sheer artistry behind the music, the lore, the spectacle of their live shows—it’s all part of a beautifully crafted world that feels immersive, theatrical, and deeply intentional.
This album stands confidently alongside Impera, showing a clear transition while retaining that unmistakable Ghost DNA. Few musicians manage to craft back-to-back masterpieces, yet Tobias seems to do so effortlessly, weaving together storytelling, melody, and sheer musical prowess into something undeniably special.
A 10/10 verdict is well-earned—this is an album that will resonate deeply, a journey through sound and vision that begs to be experienced in full. Hopefully, you get the chance to witness its magic live once more in Australia, where the spectacle will surely elevate the album to an entirely new level. SKELETÁ is not just another record—it’s a statement, a celebration, and another triumph for the ever-expanding world of GHOST.
I love it but I am bias! – Mert
