Purple pro-tape with 10-page booklet. Under a Serpent Sun Records 2015.
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lyrics
Above the dimness of woods I wonder
The boundaries of earth and sky
The silence of this ever-burning grave
Gazing the journey of the celestial bodies
And how those distant fires carved their signs
On the surface of the seas
Reflections of the weight of the stars around
Outlined against ambient serenity
Thus rose the windy tree from thin air
The revelation of the nightly shadow
To rise from the rock
To reach out towards the pole star
Hear the chants from behind the waters
When lines thicken drawn by the primeval light
The angles of the transcendent current
Woven by the depths of space
The orbits and chords of stars assemble thousandfold
As leaves around the abysmal stem
The vibrant forms gather as a multidimensonal vision
Ascending like the lily of the waters
Thus rose the windy tree from thin air
The revelation of the nightly shadow
To gather from the rock
Summoned by the eyes of the sky
Like language is the tone of that flowery fir
Its words as if spread by the wind
Dim bewitching tongue from it's branches
The pulse from beyond the stars
Thus introduced the tree itself in the northwind
Reciting it's name: the number of stars
The one who absorbs from the deepest well
From the depths of the unknown
[Solo by V. Viskari]
"Secrets of beingness,
The hope of men
Lies in the abyss
'i' is the way, throughout the eight"
To learn from the branches and leaves
He rose to the tree of shadows
Whose words are pronounced by the wind
Nights in the grasp of branches
Left foot spelling the fullness of space
The sentiments of the hanged
The centrifugal melody
Along the spear's shaft
I saw through the gates of death
On the heart blood-dyed steed
Swaying in the wind
Hanging as a corpse
I listened to the river's bed
Noted the great sea-serpent
From the signs on it's scales
I fathomed it's true length
The fermentation of the serpentine waters I hear
The sights of the branches and leaves
The principles of the phonetic foundation of space
The entity of Being
In the middle of the pitch-black sea
I settled down
Embraced the star abstractions
To coil through the knotholes
Steady, calm & tight
I fall into the night
”On that tree
No man knoweth
The roots beneath its growth”
supported by 16 fans who also own “The Crooked Tree”
If Elric had a soundtrack it would be this. It's everything you want from a epic metal album. Like a hot poker in the eye, but in a good way. Scott Malthouse
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I'm sad to see this era of Beastmaker close out but this is a phenomenal way to do! Black Butterfly might be the best thing they've ever done. dianonhead
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So I can't leave a long enough review to say everything I want. But I will say this, I love this EP. It's a great little follow up to times, and has just enough of a dynamic shift in sound to prove that Smoulder isn't a one trick pony with their first album's formula. This one really plays up the 70s prog aspects (DUST and Manilla Road influences definitely shine through even harder here). It's still Smoulder, don't get me wrong. Just a different side in some ways, all of which are good. playfulpooka
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A collection of deeply rewarding slow-burn doom tracks with sustained grandeur. "Doom" is definitely the operative word when describing Concilium's No Sanctuary because that sense is palpable throughout this release. I would love to see them live. gagneaux