Metal Monday CCLXIII - The Inveterate Fire

7/15/2019

You know, I usually have to hunt for delicious Metal treats however, due to some unknown algorithm or sorcery, YouTube has been surprising me lately. Now, I am sucker for album art so I find myself drawn to something simply by that aspect however the last few I have stumbled on have been pure gold. I'm talking liquid steel injected straight in your veins, I'm talking drowning in molten metal, I'M TALKING HOT BUCKETS OF IRON CASCADING ACROSS YOUR BODY! And so, here with are, honoring another Metal Monday with an artist that must possess a demon's soul, Firelink.
I call myself a gamer, been doing so for many decades, and as such am familiar with many different series and styles. Sadly, Dark Souls is not my cup of tea. I gave the first game a hard run but I found it to be awkward and difficult for the sake of being difficult. Before you cast me into the sun you so much praise, let me say that it is a great game series, no denying it. Lore wise, setting, story, art style, all fantastic, it's just not my type of game. I could bash my head against it and probably knock it out but (like Metal) there is so much out there I am already chasing or completing and I just don't have the energy to handle the rage that game would inevitably send me into. Alright, my worthless opinion is over, on to what really matters.
Firelink. What a glorious find. An album that conjures you to listen, beckons you to stay, haunts you when you leave. I woke up and one of the tracks was stuck in my head and I haven't listened to this album for a bit. The Inveterate Fire is a monstrous creation of which I can only hope for more. Beginning to end, track by track, progressive, melodic, blackened, death metal goodness. Need incentive? Go six minutes into Kindled or The First Sin and let them play. Always bonus points to me for long tracks especially when they are wild rides such as these. Besides being inspired by a game series, this is a welcome addition to fantasy metal, something different from the plethora of worthy Tolkien inspired artists. Bonus for any Americans, these wraiths are based out of Atlanta, Georgia. Each point to this artist covered only ranks them higher in my book.
Kindled will be the showcase track for this week.
It may only be five tracks yet you won't want those to end, just like those play throughs or defeats you climb back from, challenging you withstand its allure once more. Regardless of all my nonsense, this week will be marked by zeal and fire. You get knocked down, you get back up. You taste defeat? Wash it down with you enemies tears on the next round. SHAKE YOUR FIST AT THE GODS! STIR THE ANCIENTS WITH YOUR ANGER! MAY YOUR FLAME BURN HOTTER AND BRIGHTER! /,,/

KINDLED
Awaken by the fire at my feet
In this world of isolation, my sanity will deplete
My body is a vessel
Destined by fire, the last of its kind
Kindle it with flesh or let it fade and die
The stench of death paints the air in this endless cycle of despair
A murky would where souls are lost my hollow body is one with the dark
My final steps into the kiln, I'm left with one final choice
Condemned to the darkness, a flame that's sparkles
To die in fire or repeat the cycle
The age of darkness and souls, continued by mighty Gwyn
Flame will end, man will rise once again
Through the darkness, humanity restored
Link the fire
Bearer of the curse
Ashen one

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QUOTES I ADMIRE
"A wilderness, in contrast with those areas where man and his own works dominate the landscape, is an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain." - from the Wilderness Act, 1964

"I owe my solitude to other people." - ALAN WATTS

“I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth.”
― Walt Whitman

"In the ancient world, people placed heavy stones on the graves of the dead so their souls would not wander and inflict the living. I always thought this was simply the practice of superstitious and primitive people. But I was about to learn that the dead can hover on the edge of our vision with the density and luminosity of mist, and their claim on the earth can be as legitimate and tenacious as our own."

- Dave Robicheaux (In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead)