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.
Par rapport au monstrueux A Dawn to Fear, The Raging River est un album qui paraît presque raisonnable. Sauf qu’il est dans la continuité de Cult of Luna, c’est-à-dire pas raisonnable du tout. Comme bande-son de fin du monde, il se pose un peu là: à l’instar de son titre, il va balloter l’auditeur entre cailloux, troncs arrachés et débris divers. (Chroniqué sur https://alias.erdorin.org) Stéphane Gallay
It plunges me into an abyss of sound that's both harrowingly dark and profound, a sonic deepness that swallows light and breathes out an engulfing, cathartic darkness. lecassette8
If you're going to go out in apocalyptic style you might want to have the 40 minute title track playing loud at your side. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2013