We bring the daylight
This force and this fire
For the false, a funeral pyre…
We bring the daybreak
a sword from above
As sharp as the thrust of love…
We bring this season
Past death or rebirth
To forge in the fires of earth…
We are spirits of a different season
We are breath
From a distant wilderness
The definition is eluded
The time left behind…
We are held out
Spinning into void…
New temples of light
Erected to be destroyed.
Shadows whose cast
Proceeds the dawn
We are the death of nights slumber
And the fire that brings the new day on…
Beautiful shafts of light refracted through the ominous haze of the anthropocene. Even in its bleakest moments, a fire runs through this album that makes you want to keep up the fight - come what may. LUX INTERNA