Stranded, in a clearing where there is no sign of where he entered
Alger climbs the trunk of the tallest tree to find the others.
As he grips the branches the sap begins to pour,
raining down, covering, saddening, everything, hardening.
You're becoming one with the forest, one with the trees,
and they'll never know that you've become one with the forest,
one with the trees, you'll never leave
Never
NEVER!!
Frozen, by the essence of trees that now surround,
Alger sees, but cannot move,
his body is covered - and now consumed by bark
Mila, wakens in the grass staring at the crag,
she hears a cry and suddenly thinks of her Emmanuel
why did she leave her boy?
Cries in the birth of the twilight, hopelessly lost, mentally torn in two
Echoing the cries out in the twilight but Mila is so drawn
the Crag Witch beckons her...
Mila - Mila
Climbing down the winding roots, jagged rocks and ancient dirt
Mila descends the walls
Every step into the dark takes her energy away
it's so hard to breathe
Still the calling in the night has her hypnotized
lucidity is crushed
now entrenched in her lair Mila steps onto the ground
swiftly trudging through the moor
Murky swale of dreaded fear pulls Mila further down
down into the pitch
Grasping for the vines that once furtively guided her
are no longer in sight
Mila's might and fortitude have quickly been eaten
She lets out one last scream
Staring from above the hag steals her last breath
as the blackness swallows her alive
You've become one with the forest, one with the trees,
you'll never leave
You've become one with the forest, one with the trees,
you'll never see
Alger [or] Emmanuel again.
credits
from To the North,
track released September 14, 2022
Patrick Kinkade - Guitars, Bass, & harsh vocals
Wazzmo - clean vocals
Molly Aisha - clean vocals
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023
