The Hiems’ aeon, the space without limits.
With glittering sparks of the stars.
Time wanes in our hands, as in its final minutes
A blazing fire tail disappears afar.
The contour which painted by these pine crowns
Is angular ‘gainst the heaven background...
It’s still, it breathes beastly with its deep sound,
The frozen wood is snow-covered around.
As arboreal walls the fibre mazes
Together grew under cloud of night.
And from above the vast heaven gazes,
Where the frolicsome light rays ‘re bright...
Space radiance is the ever-being power
It found a shelter to manifest –
So, infinity’s brilliance sparkles brightly
In the Gods’ sky-blue orbs as their bequest!
Here’s ice and hoarfrost. The realm of white colour,
Of cold and sublime reveries.
I breathe deeply in, so let Hiems show the power
And make me a dead part of its sceneries.
This bitter frost squeezes stronger and stronger
My heart in its ice-cold, harsh, hoarse spiny nips...
Mysterious North, Thou art my inspiration!
My world! In my life. And in my day dreams.
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli
Abigail Williams has had a weird career with hiatuses and lineup changes, but they have finally perfected their sound on Walk Beyond the Dark. This album has such a refreshing and natural feeling that makes it one of the top atmospheric black metal albums of recent years. Ryan