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Winter Always Returns

by Appalachian Winter

Endless 06:40
Endless are these frozen winds upon my flesh; Knife-bearing, they slash and tear away My courage, warmth, and will to fight back Until hatred is all that remains of my heart. Endless is the hate this season taught me. Endless too is my fear. Endless are the taunting nightmares Bearing warm memories into this cold Hell I awake. I always awake . . . At the end of suffering even joy may follow. To be torn asunder is to know wholeness. To know how to suffer is to know exultant joy. Even in this Hell the beauty is endless And Heaven can be seen within. This beauty is endless. Endless . . .
Desolation 06:11
What are the words For one who can only weep As his loved ones senesce back into the dust From which we all rise? What are the words for one Who can only watch his world die? What are the words? What are the words for when Summer's gentle countenance Falls into desolation And Winter's dark shadow rises? What are the words to answer terror? What are the words to answer grief? What are the words to answer helplessness? What are the words to answer a broken heart? As this beautiful world falls into chaos - As all whom you love fade into memory - Now, more than ever - Find your strength.
Darkness 07:25
Where are all my angels going? Isn’t Heaven bright enough for me to hold one close? One by one, they pass from me. One by one, the world grows colder. One by one, the world loses color. One by one, the world grows darker. Where are all my angels going? The years leave me ever more alone, Carrying my heart grown weary. Isn’t Heaven good enough to spare me? One by one, they pass right through me. One by one, my heart grows harder. One by one, the world loses its worth. One by one, the world grows darker. Where are they going? Why are they leaving me?
Coldness 05:46
I felt the passing of someone I loved Spoken within me As a powerful voice To which I can put no color. In that deep night When grief came closer I knew a different world Was upon my breaking heart. "Soon" was the word spoken As the whole of a life - an endless well of love and hope - this flame of three - Evaporated. In that deep night, I doubt even starshine Could have fallen upon the Earth To be my hopebringer. And so this flame of three evaporated And all thereafter Became coldness.
Echoes 07:15
Somewhere under the storm's snowfall A tiny life is letting go - Passing from this world as an echo Doomed to fall into the abyss of silence. I cannot bear to imagine the hopeless suffering Of something out there wishing only for its warm home. Somewhere out there in the ceaseless cold A final cry to the cosmos Is lost forever in the bottomless depths of time; Torn asunder in the endless, howling wind. I know all too well the terrible truth That beneath the icy sky of a world turned to hate My small life has no more meaning, And I too can pass alone, surrounded by Winter's fury. Life's flame is fragile. Even amongst Summer's vibrant leaves I can hear Winter's eventual return, As if the howl of some abomination Echoes from the mountains.
Entrancement 05:58
It's all this moment. It's all these mountains. It's all this cold. It's all this wind. It's all my heart. It's all one. It's all this moment When I am most free And the tides of my soul Rise to their highest. It's all this moment When I am most alive And with my darkness stunned I can reach past the sky. It's just one moment, My moment, Counted in Eternity. It's all this moment. It's all too much. It's all so beautiful . . . It's all so beautiful.
Beautiful 06:18
Beneath this desolation, Beneath this absence of hope, When all is still And only coldness surrounds, Something breathes - The promise of a new Earth Upon the death of the old. Beneath this hopeless winterscape Sleeps that promise. Have I - in my torture - missed something so beautiful? Let me stand before you As we unify our suffering. And in this desolation, We can find something beyond hope. For when all is still, I can hear the breathing Of a sleeping promise I shall make my own. A new, better world is upon us, Even now.
Fierce 04:38
No matter how fierce, you will not break me . . . As the season falls And the ice-beast gathers The world trembles At what is to come. Foul miscreation, no you don't! You'll not have my life! I'll call across time And reach across space To gather the might I need To keep your frozen evil from me! Come, you foul demon! You'll not have my soul! I must call on all I am - - All I was - And all I will be. I must call on all there is - - All that was - And all that will be. I will defy. You will not break me! I'll scream your name, So you know I'm still alive! I must call on all I am - - All I was - And all I will be. I must call on all there is - - All that was - And all that will be now!
Eternal 06:54
Winterscape -Truly the land of the fallen- For I believe that Hell Could be no colder. The ceaseless, assailing cold, The endless, howling wind, The eternal white blanket, Fall to darkness upon the long-drawn night. And yet when the sky does clear, That beautiful blue And that bright sunlight Look as does salvation. Is this Winter's truth? So be it. I'll give myself. Winter, let me be your prophet. When this flesh and blood fall back to the Earth, Let my ghost howl with that torturous wind, For suffering is the temperance Of a soul made worthwhile. So to all whom I love, One more embrace. By the union of Heaven and Earth We are made in the image of greatness.
Into the abode of wolves we are drawn, we, who live so fiercely. We, whose passions burn so brilliantly, howl our rage into the endless sky and consume this moment entirely. Into the abode of wolves we are drawn, we, who know no boundaries between our feet and this Earth. We, who once were the final force of balance on this land can yet instill fear of those ancient times in the hearts of the weak. The Reign of a Million Years collapsed all too quickly, as a new fearful beast ended our grand empire. But when he falls and his proud monuments are reclaimed by the Earth, the abode of man will return to that of the wolves. Into the abode of wolves we are drawn, we, who hold no sympathy for the gentle grazers of this world. And in a furious blaze, we’ll create the paths your pathetic kind always will fear to tread!


released April 9, 2019


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