Upheaval

by Sól

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Upheaval was recorded and mixed by Adam Pike at Toadhouse studios in Portland, Oregon July 2-5, 2016.
Mastering by Magnus Lindberg of Magnus Lindberg Productions in Stockholm, Sweden.
Artwork and layout by Alex CF.

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All proceeds for the digital download of this record will be donated to SPLC (Southern Poverty Law Center).
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This album is dedicated to the memory of our friend Nathan "Shiloh" Gordon.

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released February 25, 2017

Jared Baird: Guitar
Charlie Fischer: Bass
Josh Wing: Vocals and Synthesizers
Rusty Powers: Guitar
Dylan Stuntebeck: Drums

Tracks 1-2 and 4 written by Jared Baird, Charlie Fischer, Josh Wing, Rusty Powers, Dylan Stuntebeck, Peter Layman and Pierre Carbuccia
Track 5 written by Jared Baird, Charlie Fischer, Josh Wing, Rusty Powers, Dylan Stuntebeck
Track 3 written by Rusty Powers

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Sól Portland, Oregon

Formed in 2013 in Portland, Oregon, Sól is a 5-piece post-metal band that explores the beauty and fear of the natural world. Comprised of brooding heaviness and atmospheric calm, their sound reflects the dense and expansive landscape of the Pacific Northwest. ... more

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Track Name: Zone - Tunnel
Spell of crippling fear
Bound to the womb, we are pacified.
curse these branches and abort its seed.
Volition ceased.
There is only flat lines of acquiescence.
Spell of crippling apathy
Bound to the womb, we are pacified.
May we live beyond the fence
Away from this deprivation of our very essence.

The tunnel stretched in darkness.
Sorrow of war echoes,
Deliverance narrows.
Claiming our sovereignty, they hunt us relentlessly.
We are fired upon,
They hold such malice.
For those we've lost,
We carry your fire.
For those we've lost,
We ignite your flame.
We travel light yet we carry the most heavy burden of renewal.
The old world awaits the reprisal of its forgotten lore.
Outside - we run beyond the fence.
Track Name: Transference
We hold fire.
It is dim yet it leads the way.
And their blood flows through us.
An enshrined altar guides.
Bury our hands in the archaic ash
Piece together the tarnished stones.
Claim the path.
We the carriers of old divinity
Wield suffocated flames,
Yearn for connection to the land.
We are the wick of our forebears.
We have become strangers to our own land.
The flames burn low, so we gather close.
...And yet fire burns.
Among this fortress of trees is a cold city
Those of a bound body and mind are taken quietly.
The flames burn low, so we gather close in the woodland.
The flames burn low, so we gather close where fire burns.
Track Name: Kingdom
Like streams we dissolve from quiet hills.
Carving the hardened soil into a valley of groves
Pillars of Earth reaching for the heavens.
Bellowing cries pierce the lost kingdom,
Our throats torn and raw
As we scream with vengeful tongues
Their words were silent
Now revealed we sing retribution for our most elder kin.
How could we cover their tracks in such vain?
These seeds sowed deep
Great sequoia sprung
Rich, bearing majesty
This labyrinth is left behind in this dead world.
Track Name: Upheaval
Giants wake to conquer
Lands break from their forces
waters rise to violent skies.
From the mouths of celestial wolves a thunderous dirge is howled
Listen now, heed this well:
All of man's desecration devoured in the upheaval of all things.

Shut your eyes as flesh melds
The sky churning all life's bane.
May man's work be left undone
May the mother be unburdened.
All is silent in this nothing
among the black gold birds soar from nihility
Talons bring forth light.