Un aveugle dévouement à la complétude,
L'inquisition de l'achèvement d'une existence,
Sous l'appât de l'obscurantisme de l'aîné.
Sous les éclairs, de longues nuits solitaires,
Avec l'eau noire pour seul combustible,
Et l'ivresse comme seul compagnon.
Prisonnier d'un cercle vicieux sans fin,
Une souffrance charnelle de tous les instants,
L'anéantissement imminent de ses fonctions,
Laissant place au repli et à la honte,
La destituante détresse invitant la noire faucheuse.
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli
Just an excellent concept EP all around, and being Sinmara there's these signature nuanced elements you hear throughout, and it's glorious. Everything this band has done thus far is brilliant. D.