The night will come
To slowly tear you apart
The heart of darkness with no grace
The grace of darkness with no heart
And rest just will not come
Drive you mad as it might
You lie there falling to pieces
No sleep of the just tonight
And there’s no reprieve, and there’s no respite
From the black-cowled gleaming eyes of the unlight
You’re frozen in your sickness, awake in the dark
Feel the weight of the beast come crushing,
its small-hour teeth will leave their mark
And dreams feel far away
You lie there sick and contrite
Assured of nothing – but one thing:
No sleep of the just this night
In this battle to summon solace, my sanity I must defend
A sombre psalm, to bring me calm, and invoke my vigil’s end
The hours crawl, and cast an endless pall
Oh my god, will I ever sleep at all?
The night rolls on, it’s here to take you down
Enveloped in its shadow, enough to make you drown
You give in to your sorrow, you give in to your dread
No tender mercies in the witching hour, locked up inside your head
The sickness of the dark
Eventide’s cruel bite
The night has come for you
No sleep of the just this night
(or ever)
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So I can't leave a long enough review to say everything I want. But I will say this, I love this EP. It's a great little follow up to times, and has just enough of a dynamic shift in sound to prove that Smoulder isn't a one trick pony with their first album's formula. This one really plays up the 70s prog aspects (DUST and Manilla Road influences definitely shine through even harder here). It's still Smoulder, don't get me wrong. Just a different side in some ways, all of which are good. playfulpooka
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Almost entirely off-the-rails, unhinged, reckless USPM-style heavy metal from Finland that is frankly irresponsible and has little (if any) regard for following the rules.
In other words, awesome. Ryan