Come and gaze upon this shore, along the nameless sea
What unseen horrors crawl under its bed?
I ran across the shore, crushing flowers in their sleep
With fear of the dead faces and the unknown things
Baleful bridges
Grotesque paths to walk
Ancient shapes
Eikons of basalt
Oh, how I hate the moon and all the concern she brings
Spreading its putrid light over these cursed streams
And when the ebb tide exposes what is beneath
Reveling sickly awes and scenes that should not be
I know it must be wrong, some sort of ailing dream
Drowning my reason in the opiate night-wind
Baleful bridges
Grotesque paths to walk
Ancient shapes
Eikons of basalt
Oh, how I hate the moon and all the concern she brings
Spreading its putrid light over these cursed streams
And when the ebb tide exposes what is beneath
Upon the world's dead the sea-worms feast
supported by 27 fans who also own “What the Moon Brings”
Magnífico trabajo! indiscutiblemente merece su formato físico, vinyl o CD, cualquiera será bienvenido!... Canción favorita? no sabría decirte, cada una de ellas te envuelve de su intensa atmósfera... <3 REPTILE HOUSE
supported by 26 fans who also own “What the Moon Brings”
It's so hard to pick just one favourite track. The whole album is just so magical, so special!
It's like a warm shroud of enveloping, nourishing darkness. Onyx Tomb