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Soulglass - Brumal Feast

Album: Carpe Noctem (2024) Mixing and Mastering by Jarno Hänninen/ D- Studio Lyrics by Felicia Firemane Cover art by Petri Lampela Drums by Xivilae Mordicus (recorded by Jarno Hänninen) Guitars by Theras Nethliam and Velorien Sin (recorded by Velorien Sin) Keys and Bass by Velorien Sin (recorded by Velorien Sin) Growls & choirs by Felicia Firemane (recorded by Cristian Dolha) Cleans, spoken part & choirs by Anna Rose (recorded by Jarno Hänninen) BRUMAL FEAST When the reaper can’t find you, The final rest begins to seem delightful, Hell never burned a soul with fire. But with ice… Rimy delusions! (MORS ANIMI) Body turning into black snow! (MORS CORPORIS) Step by step the vision gets more blurred! Step by step, the darkness sets in! (VIVUS DEVORATUS EST) Rewarded by tingling suffering, The mortal forces her way through a snowstorm frozen in time. In lust, with numb heart, she promises herself to Miss Necrosis... It is time to kiss the bride! Eaten alive by an icy cyclone, White lions of gnawing starvation won’t leave a bone. Give the hungry-ones your warmth, Are you responsive enough to this destructive charm? Silvery creatures, spectral fields, (ANOTHER SOUL HAS BEEN LURED TO BE DROWNED) In the oceans of cold; the lost ones are the main course! This curse was born before the stars! (BRUMAL FEAST; THE CONSUMING TRADITION) Look up to the sky and feel the night pour into your eyes! Eaten alive by an icy cyclone, White lions of gnawing starvation won’t leave a bone. Give the hungry-ones your warmth, Are you responsive enough to this destructive charm? Blood trickling skin from the freezing wind, Hear the raven of pendulum zone that never croaks. Mentioned in the mythologies, Shared via rumors, stories and tales... Devour thy hope they say, ingest it piece by piece, That’s how you join the feast! Eaten alive by an icy cyclone, White lions of gnawing starvation won’t leave a bone. Give the hungry-ones your warmth, Are you responsive enough to this destructive charm? Blood trickling skin from the freezing wind, Hear the raven of pendulum zone that never croaks. When the guilt ends, so may the continuum. Until then, the flames of ice, Will be burning blue.