All at once the moonlight and the madness in your eyes,
Overthrew the magic possessed inside,
The walls began to crumble and the earth blew open wide,
Roots of hellish evil shot through the sky,
So we hoped and prayed that we'd see the light some day,
Chasing each other's shadows in this never ending battle,
The fear with every breath,
Of marching to our death,
The wise men of the mountain shook their heads in disbelief,
The havoc that you wreaked they saw below,
A giant now before them they knew their lives were at an end,
Torn apart like spiders each limb from limb,
So we hoped and prayed that we'd find the light some day,
Facing each other's shadows in the ending of the battle,
The fire that surrounded you licked your skin in slow torment,
The smell of burning flesh your bitter end,
We watched with great desire the closing curtain of a beast,
The final shred of darkness a hope for peace,
But we woke afraid with our bodies cold and scathed,
In our world of shadows and this never ending battle,
A moody, enveloping record from Zane Coppard, where dense and intricately crafted atmospheres cradle yearning vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2021
Otherworldly vocals stretch out over hypnotic, driving guitar tracks that swing from noisy to sparkling shoegazers. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2015