Clear, phosphoric - His white eyes are watching from out of the wood
Milk white skin - She’s crawling like an angel into my dreams
Your hand leads the knife which is deciding about life and death
Have no fear your own chosen god will take care of you
Hear your voice - I’m so far away and alone in the rain
He who hunts is not the evil - He is part of your soul
Take my hand when the sky turns from red into black
Behind the walls of reality
I see all the spirits walk silently
I have no name I’m nobody
Till my dark totem has spoken to me
Through the fire I’m calling you
Red as the fox that I am now
The pitch-black forest is my home Nothing matters anymore
Their eyes are watching from the wall Their souls have never found a home Every childhood breaks away
When the totem starts to speak
supported by 4 fans who also own “Totem (Childhood, Loss And Death)”
Excellent epic doom that is reminiscent of Gates of Slumber merged with Magister Templi. Super driving, excellent guitar work, well produced. Just played with these guys in Germany and we were blown away. last vinyl before doomsday
supported by 4 fans who also own “Totem (Childhood, Loss And Death)”
Their best one yet. Gutsy, rootsy old school metal that takes what they liked about the style and just writes killer songs - no pandering or bland imitation. Honest rock music. lgriffin1991