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This is our first single. The rain was recorded here, during a storm in November of 2015. All the song was produced in a really cold winter, we guess this and the Paysage D'Hiver influence is the reason to be so cold.
lyrics
Winds of winter are blowing, dark clouds of iron are painting the sky... Of grey.
Ice nails starts to fall, hoar-frost is painting the plants on the ground... Of white.
Petrified trees resists the strenght of cold, with your structure covered with scars... Of weather.
An helpless wolf starts to howl for the disappeared moon... Help us, please!
I feel the ancient times coming back
And all the griefs of the older days
And tonight (Tonight)
Past and future will be just one way
Feel emptiness coming outside
The cold landscapes desolates the way.
Into the pits of this piece of hell
The black winter is raising.
The oceans now are frozen, and the waves were converted in powerful towers... Of ice.
Forms of life are preserved in stones, like paintings of passed days... Forgotten.
The story of this world is drowned, compressed by tons of snow... Buried.
Tremors is crushing the floor, and the sun looks like no longer rises... Oblivious in dark.
I feel the ancient times coming back
And all the griefs of the older days
And tonight (Tonight)
Past and future will be just one way
Feel emptiness coming outside
The cold landscapes desolates the way.
Into the pits of this piece of hell
The black winter is raising.
An dark hole is opening his mouth
over the entire earth...
And the sun no longer rises.
Just dark over the world.
Look around and see...
Dark clouds of iron are throwing swords of ice in the planet.
The water cannot be drunk, the food cannot be eaten.
All the things that existed in the past languished and died.
The life no more exists. Just death, just demons, just souls...
Just cold.
The harrowing black metal from this Olympia, WA artist demolishes like a typhoon—a whirling, threatening cloud of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 6, 2023