A faint light breaks through
Tangled boughs of ancient woods
In which encased the memories
And secrets of the earth's roots
The wind soars and echoes
The distant sighs of the wise owl
That counsels and sits by
The high throne of the woodland sovereign
The dark descends
The light wanes
The moon ascends
To bring us the end
The night's vein
Where the stars reign
Only fog remains
And the forest transcends
Bridging Nordic black metal with traditional Celtic folk, the Idaho crushers forge heavy music with a heroic medieval spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 11, 2023