It was actually quite some time ago that I heard the whispers of Drudkh. The tale of some powerful wood wraiths hailing from the Ukraine. Now that I have devoted much time to this subject, I turned my attention back to these voices, this radiant power from across the world. This album was the first I had heard at the time, this song being the foremost enchantment ushered upon my ears. As a whole, this album is massive in tone and form. It grips you, envelopes you with crushing darkness and wild sensations. As such, I was hard pressed to choose a track but decided on this because I knew it so well. It held an ancient power, as does the very artist. Prepare yourself, with this select song, for future installments from this Metal tree beast are yet to come. Мертва чорна вода ще спить під товщею криги, бліде холодне сонце ще не дарує тепло. Вітер, що приносить з собою холодний запах весни, нещадно кидає в небо чорне гілля, таке понуре, ламке пригинає його до потемнілого талого снігу. Ще один оберт вічного колеса, ще одна зграя птахів вертається на північ, ще одного життя подих. (English Translation) Dead black water still asleep under a layer of ice, cold pale sun, not yet giving warm. Wind, that brings cold smell of spring, mercilessly throws in the sky black branches, a dull, brittle it pryhynaye(?) darkened to melting snow Another revolution eternal wheel Another flock of birds turns north another life breath
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