Gloomy paints of the autumnal nature
Will decompound with the grieving notes’ play.
In the slumber, again, the Memory will capture
Dead leaves’ circle dance to decay.
I craved to escape as the trees’ life essence,
Having fallen with leafage under winds’ roll,
Rushing to nowhere, as you’ve got some life lessons –
There’s no presence of bright autumn tones.
The coldness shrouded with the ice veil,
Having chilled my heart and soul for good.
Leave me alone, I feel no more pain.
I’ll stay here, for ever, under the foliage dust hood...
Even in its prettiest, most celestial moments, the South Dakota trio's sound feels dark and dense and deeply rooted. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 24, 2021