Metal Monday CCXXXIX - Written In Blood

12/3/2018

Witches Moon... What a wondrous find! An incredible solo artist with something so unique and unusual to add to my collection of Metal. Dungeon synth is not a known term to me until this recent year and this was one of the sparks. Though Written In Blood is my first showcase, there is already so much contect for me to wade into, to dive into that dark abyss and allow it hold me, sing it's dark songs to me. I have a particularly tough time choosing a featured track since "The Feast" and "Hourglass Covered In Stars" are so astounding (Do listen to beginning of the album for The Feast). I went with quantity since Hourglass is longer and the pace is much quicker yet take a journey, wander into that dungeon of despair and let Witches Moon serenade you.
This week is a slow and seething one so grasp your torch in one hand and spear in the other and be wary as you navigate this cold, looming span of time.

https://witchesmoon.bandcamp.com/album/written-in-blood
(Not sure why the album art changed however this is the original one provided below)

Hourglass Covered In Stars

The time has come
This is it
All you've adored
Has gone to Hell

Feel your bones
Chilled and brittle
I created myself
A bit more subtle

Now there is time
An hourglass; covered in stars
Infinity outlines
These chosen harolds

One eye open at all times
Trust nothing
There within strength lies
Waiting in slumber

You are silent
I am a mirror

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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)