Metal Monday LXXXIII - Through Ice And Snow

9/25/2017

BY THE GODS!!!! How have I been so unaware of this band? Of these walking demigods amoungst mortals? Their power is astounding, their abilities epic.
Woe to all listeners! Steel yourselves before the mighty prowess of DUSKMOURN!!!!!

From afar beyond the trees
To shadow cloaked frozen streams
Beside a white stronghold of snow
Sown by a winter winds groan

Wander where great darkness lies
Beneath the stars and under the sky
Through the land of ice and snow
To the land where emerald leaves blow

Through the land of ice and snow
To the land where silver brooks flow

Oaken ruin strewn upon winters realm
Seek vengeance through the frost covered heath

Towards footholds so cold a lanterns light lay silent
Hear the distant crashing of narrow ice so violent

Through the land of ice and snow

A lament of betrayal written by howling winds
And sung by a frozen lifeless sigh

A valley glimmer sought by woeful eyes
Across the waste towards eastern skies

An icy blade parts the gates of night
Revealed a golden light above foggy white
Rivers flow deep through the melting snow
To the misty shores of eternal life

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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)