Oh Charon
Where have you carried me
The fell of heavy air
A starless canopy
Treachery led me from shores
What wind brought me?
What tide stole me?
This: heresy of nature
A grand deceit
The great illusion
This Dread grips me with
A chill steals the warmth of blood
Fingers Swathed arteries
Amidst the haze
The light your torch suspends
an aureole glow
Of sour air
Where light strains
To dancing shadow
To frigid depths
Who - muse most cruel
Do senses deceive me
A spell— A mirage— Wake me
What dream has dragged me
Clawing into the air
What shelter a tomb would be
A grave a warm berth
What relief
Wake me from my dreaming
I’m not meant
to toss in waves
Toward foreign shore
Take a hold and Shake my bones
Make them move in earnest
Before this current claims me
Clawing into the air
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023