The moon so bright, looking over us, the old world was reborn!
Voices around, so few were heard
In awe, the colours unreal
A vision for some, magik we feel
Could this be ours again?
Our hands in the ground, hearts released
Free from the prison of stone!
Alive, breathe in, breathe out
The air, it changed, the sun would rise
Yet colder it was, sky still dark
Hear the wind... It comes!
In worship, they chant, "Mercy!"
As the scourge of our kind appears, and speaks unto us...
"Only you can save the past. The rest will be dust."
"Har-Sek Na'Tan Si-Belat"
(Mother of Dragons, words of truth)
In their names, the Dragons before
And tribes of men, a brood will come forth
The Five who live become as One
Humbled, we remain
We ask her name revealed...
"Sev'ris..."
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023