Metal Monday CCXXX - Beyond The Veil

10/1/2018

Abigail Williams... Outstanding. Enthralling. Sundering. These wraiths command a presence when they take to the stage, each member bringing power and prowess to those before them. I was honored to see them live and would do so again if able. I was unprepared for how astounding and captivating they were yet I find myself lingering on that concert from time to time, always impressed by their effort.

Having been hard at work these last few weeks it is awesome to showcase this song during such an arduious time, rekindling my spirit, reaffirming my crazed infatuation with Metal artists and their creations. So, I bring you this gift, this presentation to another world to, perhaps, add something unique to your day. May your journey be an incredible one this week.

And a dark wind blows…
Empty vessels left scattered around the roads to nowhere and as we
Move past the darkness, I can’t hear a word.
We’ve been trapped in the belly of a leviathan
But the beast to now bleeding out slowly into the cosmos.

The darkness
The sadness
The sickness
The madness

Washed away in a magnificent storm
The earth was beautiful on fire. Now purified.
There are truly the last days of time.

https://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Abigail_Williams/Becoming/322907

1 Comment

Pagliacci is Kvlt

11/13/2018 08:00:58 am

I listened to this album endlessly when it came out. Coincidently, I was also listening to a lot of Godspeed You! Black Emperor at the time. Then one day, something dawned on me. Compare the lyrics of this song to the spoken word section of Dead Flag Blues: https://genius.com/Godspeed-you-black-emperor-the-dead-flag-blues-lyrics

THE MAD BARRON

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)