See the stars ablaze
twirling colors, certain.
Share a common fate
look behind the curtain.
Spend those hours wasted none,
in communication.
Crossing desert wading sea
as the time pass's by
From this shit-fields
right up to the stars;
knew through pleasure and pain
you by my side.
Reckless waves brutally keep crashing in.
This fire will burn, this bedrock in hardship unscathed.
Went through love and through trust,
saw it crumble to dust
only one thing remains,
until the end.
Found comfort here
barricaded from the storm.
Wondrous trails we walk,
fearless monsters singing.
Hours spend in the fire,
hours spend in silence.
Found darkness in the light,
take a leap to fly.
From this shit-fields ...
True to the spirit, to the word, to the steadfast.
A band crafted in fire to withstand the freezing cold.
Right from the shit-fields to the starts, in a jagged motion.
There are no angles here, no gods, only true devotion.
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024