The wind shakes the crowns of old trees
They whisper to each other
ancient language of leaves
From one tree to another
Memories of the past
When they were young
Wise elders
no one to ask
What are they whispering about?
Wise elders
shaggy crowns
Tell your stories
About ancient times
Reveal the forgotten
secrets of life
Share the wisdom
venerable elders
A long time ago
When the grass was high
And the sky was far away
Those from whose seed we sprouted
They gave us their wisdom
Now life is set in stone
And the stone remains silent
The water is dirty
And wisdom is secret
If “atmospheric black metal” implies majestic comedowns and dramatic dynamics, this powerhouse instead constitutes anti-atmospheric black metal. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 23, 2021