Засніжена зима прийшла знов
як смерть на вітрі
Все втрачено
We, in groups of many
Are faced with the cruel reality
of nature's necessity
To eat
To consume others
We, in a common stomach
Share the absence of food
None to grow with
We are the sum
without another's half
Our bodies weaken
Our bodies decay
There's nothing to stop this
And nothing to prevent this
Others always seem to be responsible
for our suffering
And we, responsible for their's
White winter comes again,
as a reaper on wind
All is lost.
...Пугает кто-то мукой ада,
Потом сулит спасение...
Ни лжи, ни истины не надо...
Забвение! Забвение!
Сомкни плотней пустые очи
И тлей скорей, мертвец.
Нет утр, нет дней, есть только ночи...
Конец.
The project of singer and multi-instrumentalist Marz Rieste explores dark fantasy themes through menacing, doomy black metal.
Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2024