From its cave of darkness,
A foul beast shifts its bones.
Moonless night its veil,
The mountain beast will come out to play.
Perched high in the black peaks,
None oft stir the beast.
Though men fear its presence,
Its lair was sealed...until this day!
Stumbling down the hillside,
Rocks and boulders fly.
Mischief is its motive,
Hear it's baleful cry.
Deep down in the marshland,
Amongst the shacks and mud,
The men there sense it's presence,
Soon their swamp will harbour the beast!
Yes
The mountain brute,
Stomps into the swamp,
All are crushed by it's reign.
The mountain brute,
Spares none in its romp.
None remain.
Howling and screaming,
With raucous mirth,
The beast swings it's horrid claws.
Mischief and chaos,
Tears through the town,
The beast yells a frightful roar.
Soon comes the morn.
Sun lights the dawn.
Rays coat the marsh.
Troll turns to stone.
I never cared about symphonic metal at all. I do very much care about folk as well as progressive metal, and so I couldn't resist after reading the third exceptional AMG review for Wilderun in a row. 'Sleep...' has been on my radar for quite some time, being graced by one of the most beckoning cover arts I have ever seen. The band more than lives up to its reputation, composing great musical pieces from start to finish. I absolutely love the multitude of influences being put together here. David Fischer
The Philly trio have been making technical but not impenetrable instrumental metal for nearly two decades. Their latest shreds, of course. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 8, 2016
The songs are masterfully composed and flow together beautifully, and the orchestration is exactly how I want metal orchestration to sound: full, playable by a real orchestra, and just as important to the music as the vocals, drums, guitar, and bass are. tonycordeshimself