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Ghostlands - Wounds From a Bleeding Earth (2017)

1. Gjallarhornet - 01:40
2. The Universe Is Dying - 05:09
3. Under Hennes Vingslag - 04:05
4. Godless Serenade - 05:20
5. Oceans - 05:26
6. Silverdimmans återsken - 01:57
7. Tidh ok ödhe - 04:50
8. Beneath Ravens and Bones - 05:43
9. The Windmill - 05:12
10. What We Lost in the Mist - 06:40
11. The Boneless One - 05:22
12. To Worship - 06:47

Reviews
10/10 - SoundscapeMagazine
10/10 - MetalHangar 18
10/10 - NeKronos Promotion Hell
10/10 - Kvlt.pl
9/10 - Zephyrs-odem
9/10 - Hell is Open
9/10 - Bleeding4Metal.de
9/10 - Necromance
8,5/10 - Folk-metal.nl
8,5/10 - OccultBlackMetalZine
85/100 - Musika.be
84/100 - Ragherrie
8,3/10 - Din Intunerec
8/10 - TerraRelicta
8/10 - Distorted Sound Magazine
7,5/10 - Dark-Festivals.de
7,5/10 - Metal1.info
7/10 - Sweden Rock Magazine
7/10 - MetalCovenant
7/10 - Ave Noctum
7,5/10 - QueensOfSteel
4/5 - Angry Metal Guy
5/5 -  Antichrist Magazine
(very positive) AristocraziaWebzine


1. Beckoning (Preludium) - 01:17
2. Wyrd - 03:54
3. Horrors from the Reed - 04:10
4. A Virgin Smeared on Stone - 03:43
5. Shipwrecked and Northbound - 05:28
6. The Room (Postludium) - 04:20  

 

WYRD

I am the only way
I will lead you astray
Choking on your dreams
A horrorscape extreme

They'll never see me coming
Dethroned by darkest hours

You'll see your life end by my hands
A final rasp of gasp and nothing more, only death.

I am the forest-void
I am the beyond

A suffocating mist
The pain deep within
They'll never see me coming
A swallowing doomsayer

You'll see your life end by my hands
A final rasp of gasp and nothing more, only death.

A wind of sorrow
A phage in your soil
Your choice
Your doom...

You'll see your life end by my hands
A final rasp of a gasp and nothing more, only death.
I curse all whom dares to enter here
All men shall die as I plague your land

 

HORRORS FROM THE REED

They spawn, they crawl, they squall
Save your life
They eat, they feed, they breed
No more time

Fear their screams
Heed the call

Inside, outside, townswide
Here they come
Maiming, rending, chewing
No more hope

Fear their screams
Heed the call

The Cult bequeath fear
Visions of death appear
Terrors darkest seed
Horrors from the reed

They'll run, they'll hide, they'll fright
All in vain!
Praying, praying, praying
All in vain!

Read the psalms
Clasp your palms

The Cult bequeath fear
Visions of death appear
Terrors darkest seed
Horrors from the reed

Now barren, now cold, devoid
No more will
Ora frustra mortis terrore
All will fall!

Read the psalms
Clasp your palms

The Cult bequeath fear
Visions of death appear
Terrors darkest seed
Horrors from the reed

 

A VIRGIN SMEARED ON STONE

Years of innocence
Long past gone
Her faith is sealed
Sanity lessen

Dragged to the hill
Apathy set in
Stiff as the dead
Now close your eyes

Oh no! Save us from our sins!
Our flesh is the fault!

Hear her cry
Blow (after) blow
Hear her scream
Crushing, grinding, die
A virgin smeared on stone

A bludgeoned bag
Beyond recognition
Family in tears
A life is gone

Hanged up high
Hysteria arise
Shown to the gods
Folie á deux

Oh no! Save us from our sins!
Our flesh in your hands!

Hear her cry
Blow (after) blow
Hear her scream
Crushing, grinding, die
A virgin smeared on stone

The screams from a poor, tender girl
Echoes forever as the world unfurls
Nothing will remain the same
Man or god, who's to blame?

Bones cracking, snapping, collapsing
A virgin smeared on stone again
Stone meets stone in endless repeats
A virgin lost by the hands of faith

 

SHIPWRECKED AND NORTHBOUND

Only endless dark waters ahead
Are we being fooled and misled?
Over yonder nothing but heavy night
The grim cold keeps blinding our sight

For every fathom forward
Two hundred back
Ultima Thule our goal
'Til our minds are blank

Boundless and monstrous!
A triumphant tyrant
Titanic and unforgiving!
Shipwrecked by the giant.

As blackness and winter seeps through
The horizon in a pale ghostly hue
As men starts to subside
Overthrown by arctic demise

For every fathom forward
Two hundred  back
Ultima Thule our goal
'Til our minds are blank

Northbound and forgotten
A tale lost by the weight of the ocean
Crestfallen, bereaved and bereft
Shipwrecked my mans devotion

Human driftwood
as month elapse
Body, soul and
sanity collapse

Finding shelter
in dreams of death
I smile and sigh and...
as I draw my last breath

As the watery tomb embraces you
An oceanic afterlife brews anew
Taste life's bitter fruit first hand
As the darkness withdrew, land!