Птица Грома рвёт когтями небо,
Озаряя свод огнём небесным.
Изрыгает рёв из львиной пасти,
Пробивает брешь в небесной тверди,
Впуская Море.
Боги наступают,
Факелы в их десницах горят
Дабы зажечь всю Землю.
Что было светлым, — во тьму обратилось.
English translation:
The clouds closed over the mortal soil,
Shadowed the whole valley.
The storm rumbles in the gloomy
Sea of heaven.
The Thunderers' feet,
Full of colossal heaviness,
Shake the Earth
Bird of Storm tears the sky with the claws,
It lights the dome with heavenly fire,
Spits the roar out of the lion's maw,
Breaches into the firmament,
Letting the Sea in.
Gods are coming
With torches burning in their hands.
They're going to set the Earth on fire.
A truly stellar death/doom album with heavy doses of black metal. Tracks like Isolation, Child of Light, and Broken Hymns deliver the sorrowful and icy tone of this album, elevated by the stirring cello compositions of Raphael Weinroth-Browne. The album delivers a deeply satisfying crescendo in Becoming Intangible before stirring the soul once again with Epilogue. Matt Richardson
Screamo, post-rock, and a little black metal meld together for Virginia quartet Infant Island's signature immersive and melancholy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2020