What child is this?
Her throat is choked with dust
Her shining eyes
In clouds of ash now lie
The blacks divine
A pall of blue
The curls embrace
Her pallid hue
The deepest dream
Can't lift her eyes awake
Their hallowed words
Ring hollowly away
"Light come down now, save her from the waves!"
A painted mark
Of rhyme untrue
For eyes so black to be so bruised
An open main
Unbroken vein
Man - hear me
My voice - as old as the wind
My robes so crude and lowly
Their folds hold the bones of your dead
So bite your tongues, you bitter ones
Lest you bear the weight of the grave
As you lie rotting, dust returning to soil, you wretch
Your spoken name will touch the tongues of none
This world will continue to spin, spin ever longer, life after life, grave after grave
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What an absolutely beautiful album! This is what black metal really leads to; beautiful and powerful expressions of anger, mourning, and joy that lead to real change for those suffering! I can’t say enough good things about this album! The huge range of genres is incredible as well! deathmoth829
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024