After a short piece of music, a story is told of runes and the magic of Wyrd.
Gifts are exchanged to fortify old bonds.
lyrics
It hailed so fast
We could not see the headland through it
Send for crows send the ravens
Thought and memory
Came back to me
Painted runes upon my starry eyes
Through twisted creaking boughs
Three sisters slice trough time
We raised our horns to the three norns
Our forefather's philosophy
Creaks in the green trees
Aching to be embraced again
The staves tell a tale
Of what was once
And what is now
And what could be
And what could be
Gifu is the gift I aspire to give
To drink from fountains
Deep wells that stare
All through my starry eyes.
If I stop to take it
It just drifts away
But all things come to
Those who live by
The steel and the rune
supported by 4 fans who also own “We Drink - Hymns and Counsel of Anglo-Saxon Heathenry”
The ferocity of this album is awesome! From the galloping beats, the ice shattering riffs, the anguished howls and parts that sound like aggressive, tortured Russian lullabies from the grave you really couldn’t ask for more. If you haven’t yet, get your hands on this now! Captain Ahab
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018