Ancient keepers
guardians of an arcane rest
guide the remaining trmbling light
through the shadows
silentium animae
meaningless speeches
arisen in the meadows of the void
a glorious deflagration
set by a new language
crepusculum deorum
mighty reign of reason
hidden among raging storms
a solitary immortal flame
in the fires of destruction
...the colonnade of false sacred worlds cracks
reveries of a truth never alive
among blank reflections of dying portraits
there’s the pathway to the hyperborean sun...
The gardens of Babylon burn
consumed by their nothingness
fading symbol of a falling pride
a monument wrecking in all its emptyness
Silent sleeping canvas
destroying the essential core
to irradiate the essence of ego
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Oublier le monde qui se trouve autour de vous, projeter son esprit autre part. Wolves in the Throne Room a toujours eu une façon singulière de nous faire voir les choses sous un autre angle bien plus grand.
Thrice Woven part en des temps immémoriaux dans laquelle la Nature est exaltée ("The Old Ones are With Us"), les mythes — nordiques ? — célébrés (qui d'autre que Anna von Hausswolff et sa voix magnifique pour faire ça ?) avec un black metal rapide qui s'inspire de la vague finlandaise. Jordan Vauvert
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Bucolic and majestic. Dark and sorrowful. A particularly south German take on wilderness worship. As autumn becomes winter, these ruins are slowly revealed, like the happy cloak shrouding inner turmoil falling away. And still you grind on. You grind on. Luke