Metal Monday CXVIII - Fear Me

6/11/2018

We return this week with another epic track from Oak Pantheon. The Void (like that of the cthulhu-esque horror movie that shares the same name) is a five track album that pulses and winds with fervor and fear. The track embedded and the cover are from the rereleased 2014 album while the video link is from the original version, showcasing this featured track to its fullest. The energy and intensity this artist unleashes captivates and crushes like wandering into a storm and having to withstands its beautiful, natural onslaught. A week that begins with Oak Pantheon is cetain to be a wild one so stoke those inner coals and stampede through this stretch of time with unbridled power!

https://oakpantheon.bandcamp.com/album/the-void-2014-remaster
http://oakpantheon.bandcamp.com

I manifest myself in your nightmares
A frigid sweat drips burning in your eyes
Slow death for a man who tells many secrets
Even slower for the man who tells only lies

The wicked blade runs down your spine
A skulking shadow of fear

Climb the branches of your family tree
And count the number still alive
Flames of time burn the broken limbs
And burn the leaves of those who've died
Now the blood flows into my hands
The mortal coil rests in my palm
A lake of fire
Blood flows into the stream

Hell awaits the sinners, but earth contains the slaves
Servants of war, hate and bias to blame
Throughout mankind one thing remains the same
You will die and fear me

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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)