Here the fires have waned
Death is dead and here again we praise the flowers of graves
Blind to that from which they came
That all will fall
We'll die some day, we'll day some day
The Sacred Thrall, will find a way, will find a way
That raucous yearning blade, of imminent eager fate
This lull cannot evade
The ends will end to begin again
One and one will transform
Become the tide to lure the torn
Then roll back into the storm
Divide and rise, spread and swarm
And all will fall...
The past is still the past
The stars will still collapse
The past has never passed
The stars will still collapse
The past will always pass
The stars will still collapse
The past has never passed
The stars will still collapse
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That is some "bleak chick" music if I ever heard one. Some aggressive parts and a few snarls and growls. However, doom is king here: Heavy guitars, well orchestrated synths and her pleasant melancholic voice. tr_🇺🇦
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What a beautiful, haunting experience all around, always melts me from start to finish. Incredible and deep sound, amazing atmosphere and cohesion, unexpected jazz elements unlike anything I've heard, and don't get me started on the vocals. Really hard to choose a favorite track. dan-rod
Sydney's folk noir duo expand their sound into haunting compositions that are somewhere between beautiful and melancholy. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 10, 2017
Buoyant songs that summon the spirit of New Orleans, with beautifully bleary brass, light up the latest from Annabelle Chvostek Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2021