The sun igniting in the sky
Embers burning at horizon
Rain cracks open the ground
Legions pour from the open wounds
Chaos spreads throughout the land
An image painted with black
And crimson colors clash
The prophecy lies burning
The wolf is now unchained
The serpent being lays bleeding
From biting at his own tail
He becomes enraged and shakes
The vixen takes her place
Upon the nine worlds tree
With the force of hels undead
She strives to devastate
Hel is among the living
Rising from beyond the gates
Of a once cold, icy kingdom
Her throne of souls rots now
The final days are here
Decrepit lands are laid to waste
Times three they bought down worlds
Until their deaths it all shall burn
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024