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lyrics
Fathom a realm beyond mortal ken
Eyes not wide enough to drink it in
I bid, because I've been there before,
Torn between where I am and where I was
Free from this cursed suffering
And the anguish this world pours upon me
At last this was the one time
I thought: I am truly home
I've seen colors unbeknownst to human eyes
Verdant plains dulling everything past seen
I've heard words that only wind can speak
Lamenting hymns that nature sang to me
This memory is etched within my mind
Now and eternally
Forget all the trappings of the world
That choke me with my sorrows
Loose me from my lesser self
And take everything else
Gaze plagued by ash
I will never walk there
Gaze plagued by ash
I will never walk there again
My eyes closed, all life in gray
The earth springs cold, brown in decay
I’ve lost the words that only wind can speak
I am deaf to what nature shrieks at me
Those memories dwell deep within my soul
For then, for now, and forever
supported by 21 fans who also own “Words Only Wind Can Speak”
Very late to this, but I'm glad I found it. The very brand of melodic death/doom I savor so much. Soaring leads, haunting riffs, and melancholic vocals. Everything I hold dearest in music. Brett (Lascaille's Shroud / Soulmass)
supported by 19 fans who also own “Words Only Wind Can Speak”
This is my favorite metal album of all time. The only bad thing is that the vocals are somewhat buried in the mix. Otherwise, the record perfectly blends a mix of metal genres with excellent songcraft. A record you'll listen to again and again. The Real Nick House
supported by 18 fans who also own “Words Only Wind Can Speak”
A truly stellar death/doom album with heavy doses of black metal. Tracks like Isolation, Child of Light, and Broken Hymns deliver the sorrowful and icy tone of this album, elevated by the stirring cello compositions of Raphael Weinroth-Browne. The album delivers a deeply satisfying crescendo in Becoming Intangible before stirring the soul once again with Epilogue. Matt Richardson