My hands reach out for the distant sky.
And my dreams are nothing. You, murderer see them die.
They strangle my creations - nothing to believe in.
I'm sinking in this filth. A tree, 'cause I've dared to dream.
Every day (is ridden) the same desease.
How can I live once more time?
"Sing with me this doggerel song, burn the tree in the name of the Lord.
Let the prayers burn in hell, Devil's child is he who dreams on!"
Fade away, frail body, cage of agony.
I devise this world to those who have
the strenght to say that God is not dead.
I beg you to burn this tree.
Even in its prettiest, most celestial moments, the South Dakota trio's sound feels dark and dense and deeply rooted. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 24, 2021
Russian duo leaven unbridled, blackened instrumentation with radiant melodies, their post-metal heaviness propelled by heavenly energy. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024