The gold Moon is not shining
Neither gleams the silver sunlight
People faint and famished
Perished in the cold and darkness
Rise O artist from thy slumbers
Hasten from thy couch unworthy
Forge from gold the Moon for Northland
Forge a new Sun from silver
Vainly dost thou swing thy hammer
Vainly rings thy mighty anvil
Silver will not gleam as sunshine
Not of gold is born the moonlight
Ancient bard and great magician
Went to find the Sun and Moon in slumber
Toothless witch of the North
Stealer of the silver sunshine
and the golden moonlight
Saw misfortune fast approaching
Saw destruction flying over
Unlocked the massive portals
where the sun and moon were hidden
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018