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.
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