Sindr arrives at a familiar forest clearing, the same clearing where he and Thanos first experienced the magic of the Relics. He reminisces:
I heard the Forest sing
Songs of my youth
I’d never felt such pain before
You held my hand that day
You were my Sun before the dawn
The darkened morning I have loved so long
Vera, having watched Sindr and his men from the treeline the whole time, emerges to confront him, concealing the pain he caused her when he left:
I don’t recall that day
And I never thought of you when I cried
You know the place
And I never wondered why
Where memory sleeps and secrets hide
You left so suddenly
Vera’s anger is piercing, but Sindr recognizes she is still holding onto their past in some way, just as he is. The two stand on opposite ends of the clearing. The calm of the woods surrounds them:
Silence fills this place
Naught but a memory of your embrace
You, servile and sweet
Soft as the sediment beneath our feet
Far beyond the trees
We roamed
Yet, now, I plead:
Sindr sings:
Recall the plans we made
Dreams once so bold
The jealous Sun stood still and cold
What now has time revealed?
A tepid pool of youth misspent
A faded tapestry of dreams undreamt
Vera sings:
Strange, how you recount
Wanton days, blissful nights
Strange, as it seems,
There was suffering
And pain you never knew
How could you?
Despite her bitter response, Sindr moves closer to Vera. Frightened, she slips one hand subtly behind her waist, a warning voice wisps through the trees, echoes of Sindr’s mens’ credo:
Do not welcome Death
He offers no peace
For even in death
We will know the pains
We have left behind
Sindr, moving ever closer, proclaims:
Far beyond the trees
I long to be
A deeper stream
Free from
Flows endlessly
Your incessant dream
Toward my dream
Sindr grabs her tightly despite her protests, as if to take her for his own. A sharp pain rips through his gut and he screams. As he releases her, he sees a small dagger covered in blood. Shocked, Sindr falls to the ground as blood pours out from his wound. Vera, at once horrified and relieved, leaves him for dead and runs back to join her people as they prepare to ambush Sindr’s men.
lyrics
I heard the Forest sing
Songs of my youth
I’d never felt such pain before
You held my hand that day
You were my Sun before the dawn
The darkened morning I have loved so long
I don’t recall that day
And I never thought of you when I cried
You know the place
And I never wondered why
Where memory sleeps and secrets hide
You left so suddenly
Silence fills this place
Naught but a memory of your embrace
You, servile and sweet
Soft as the sediment beneath our feet
Far beyond the trees
We roamed
Yet, now, I plead:
Recall the plans we made
Dreams once so bold
The jealous Sun stood still and cold
What now has time revealed?
A tepid pool of youth misspent
A faded tapestry of dreams undreamt
Strange, how you recount
Wanton days, blissful nights
Strange, as it seems,
There was suffering
And pain you never knew
How could you?
Do not welcome Death
He offers no peace
For even in death
We will know the pains
We have left behind
Far beyond the trees
I long to be
A deeper stream
Free from
Flows endlessly
Your incessant dream
Toward my dream
credits
from Of Erthe and Axen: Act I (2017),
released September 12, 2017
Composed by Sam Meador and Matthew Carl Earl. Featuring Ali Meador
Woven throughout the intricate and vast soundscapes of Xanthochroid's music are tales of another world, strange names and
foreign lands are characters and places in the world of Etymos. The story of two brothers; Thanos and Sindr (better known as Ereptor) forms the cornerstone upon which Xanthochroid builds their cinematic metal universe....more
supported by 155 fans who also own “The Sound of a Glinting Blade”
A beautiful journey from start to finish, with perfectly placed moments of gentility amidst the rhythmic intrigue and blast beats of their guest drummer. jsteadmanfan
supported by 135 fans who also own “The Sound of a Glinting Blade”
The songs are masterfully composed and flow together beautifully, and the orchestration is exactly how I want metal orchestration to sound: full, playable by a real orchestra, and just as important to the music as the vocals, drums, guitar, and bass are. tonycordeshimself
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I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive