Against the sands of grazing time
We stood proud
Into the land of grey and white
We journey deep
The wind that chills and cuts our grip
Of senses deep
For every quest of a man
A universal ride
Silhouettes of fear
Come grumbling with tears
The hope of light
Is lost in this sea of white
Descending fire
Disguised in strokes of cold
Purview of the hands
From which this nature stands
Visions calling
Voices “of” father’s land
Cristal portraits
Drown us in dismay
With fear we fall
Upon a hideous call
The sands of ice
Swallow our hopes enticed
We see in assent
The path with no end
Surrounded by loss
The agony sovereigns
Lost in void
And devastation eternally
Oblivious beings
Uncoil their wings
Contrive
Devotions calls
Against the awe
Arise
Endemic war
Who comes in roar
Sublime in archetype
Way out of here,
A way out of here we yearn
When the days come again
When the days come again we yearn
Ferocious elements
Claim ancientness
Their survival through ages
Since forgotten times
Older than man
Torn inside
Lost sense of life
Hollow grimes
It claims its dawn
The mother nature’s son
Comes ripping unleashed
It steals its part
A glimpse of light
Retrieved into blindness
The darkness it falls
Suffocates its preys
A warrior´s end in solid fear
And time trembles it’s servant hands
Confronted with the weight of woe
Surrounded hopes to the call of thee
Defeated by the elements that never surrenders
Our will to fight with our own minds
A quest ended in sorrow craze
Buried in darkness, forgotten
Reality becomes unreal, a cosmic thrill
The dawn of men in these confines comes to an end
supported by 9 fans who also own “The Immense Seas of Nothingness”
Faire passer le black par un équipement daté pour rendre le son brut de décoffrage, j'ai longtemps pensé que c'était Staurophagia le maître en la matière mais Obsidian Tongue l'a fait avant lui et tout aussi bien dans son premier opus, Volume I: Subradiant Architecture. On se retrouve ainsi avec un black metal qui rend hommage à l'école norvégienne, entre poésie ésotérique ("Approaching the Well", "It Dangles from the Bones") et guitares furieuses, mais il est aussi très moderne. Un bon album ! Jordan Vauvert
supported by 9 fans who also own “The Immense Seas of Nothingness”
L'obsidienne est une roche de couleur noire et son aspect vitreux absorbe le regard ; mais sous la lumière, elle produit de magnifiques reflets arcs-en-ciel. C'est ce degré de magnificence qu'Obsidian Tongue vise dans A Nest of Ravens in the Throat of Time. Si la production est toujours rugueuse, le duo américain met l'accent sur les mélodies, plus profondes et mélancoliques. Progressives, les pistes se rallongent et se condensent. Un bel opus qui frôle, sans l'atteindre encore, la perfection ! Jordan Vauvert