Wandering in the swamps under the moonlight,
I see the stars light up in the sky.
One by one - Eyes of emptiness,
Flicker in darkness Like frozen tears.
Cold water surface,Reflecting the sky,
Is disturbedBy the breath of the wind.
Under the mourning moonlight, Ripples sparkle,
Covered with a glare of stars Taking away the warmth of the passing day, the fog is smoothly drifting over cooled ground cold stones as a downy carpet, covering swamps with grey blanket. The fire flared up in the forest afar.
One by one along the starry sky witches as shadows flock together to it.
To twirl in diabolical dance under the moon. To hold orgies on the wet grass under the cover of fog stunning the forest.
The horned master, frozen in dark, takes their souls
supported by 16 fans who also own “...Under The Moonlight”
Everything from this band is pure gold. World in Ruins looks to be a step up in every way but there are no weak riffs in the discography. Metallurgical Fire
supported by 16 fans who also own “...Under The Moonlight”
Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann