As usual, the first thing that hooked me was the art on the album cover. It immediately reminds me of a yeti or wendigo, some great forest creature disturbed by a trespasser. The young woman wielding a blade is ready to fight should the beast attack. The wild mysteries of the visuals only grow deeper and more profound as the journey continues into the pummeling prowess of the sound itself. The Wolves Fell Quiet Beyond the taiga in frozen hemlock groves By lakeside fires, red halos in the snow The ancient ones dance The creatures of the night replied in kind Their howls rising up through canyons And into the night In throes and wails they cast their plight Summoning the one whose heart is ice Who ever starves but never dies The creatures of the night replied in kind Their howls rising up through canyons And into the night At last a great shadow rose up from the flame And turned its fiery gaze upon me A great pall fell across the land And I remembered their cry The cry of the wolves Their cry
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