I am the mist in the morning
I am the moss in the ground
You are the light that cuts through the stone
I am the worms in the dirt
I am the branches reaching the sky
You are the source, the orchestrator of life
In the dark rain the gray mountains sing
A sad song of winter and the howling wind
Visions of the past in the haunting dreams
Under the dead sky, under the withered trees
The night falls upon the forest that weeps
Father of shadows that forever sleeps
I saw the lakes that shimmer
I heard the clanging of the wild rivers
You are the voice that carries throughout the land
I felt the strength of my ancestors
As I walked through the land of the dead
You are the fire that burns forever
In the dark rain the gray mountains sing
A sad song of winter and the howling wind
Visions of the past in the haunting dreams
Under the dead sky, under the withered trees
The night falls upon the forest that weeps
Father of shadows that forever sleeps
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This whole album is flawless. This is music for walking in the rain and letting your thoughts run. It's not just a collection of songs, but an actual album. yakbone
A powerful metal opus, blending soaring vocals, intricate melodies, and thunderous riffs for an epic listening experience. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 26, 2023