We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Sowing Alder Seeds in the Midnight Tumult

from Solitary Are the Winter Woods by Nuwisha

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Purchasable with gift card

     

about

This song was inspired by a magical, haunting, and ultra-depressing walk through a clearcut one blustery midnight with a close friend. The track begins with depressive folk, progresses into ritualistic black metal, culminates with thrashy rifts, and ends on downtrodden mellow tones.

lyrics

The wind blows warm and fierce,
shrieking through the towers,
hollow steel cadavers
of monolithic hubris.

Skeletons of rusted waste,
tremble in the meadow,
shaken by the callous voices
of the raging dead.

The clouds speed by, pulsing,
the heartbeat of the Moon,
the Eye of Heaven looks down
upon the restless dead.

Everywhere we walk
lie the corpses of the fallen,
splintered, sodden ruin
of the forests former glory.

Lifeless, silver sinews
of exposed mycelium
lay bare and barren bleeding
like disembodied veins.

We ascend the moonlit path
to find the grove despoiled,
a boiling caldera
of pain, and death, and silence.

In that howling void,
we listen to the sadness
of splendor now forsaken,
a chorus of Despair.

The lonely few survivors
sway in desolation,
groaning tales of battles lost
and wisdom kept in vain.

The witching hour draws near,
a midnight bright as dawn
illuminates the legions,
vestiges of greater days.

Within that eerie conclave,
watched by wooden eyes,
eyes that cannot see,
we toil for the dead.

Our hearts are open wide
with empathy and rage,
we invoke the rites of vengeance
and call the Four Winds.

We skin the fallen doe
to make a ghastly totem,
a disemboweled warning
of excrement and heart's blood.

Sowing alder seeds
in the midnight tumult,
catkins scattered forth
glow with subtle Life.

The wind subsides
as the Moon retires,
the magic of the evening
fades without a sound.

We walk in silence, drained,
taking solace in the dark,
and listen to the wisdom
of the groaning few survivors.

The wind blows warm and fierce,
shrieking through the towers,
hollow steel cadavers
of monolithic hubris.

credits

from Solitary Are the Winter Woods, released May 24, 2013

license

tags

about

Nuwisha Cascadia, Oregon

Nuwisha are were-coyotes, the mischievous, playful tricksters who prank others to teach them wisdom.

This project is inspired by the lessons of Coyote, the splendor of the natural world, and by the relearing of ancestral lifeways and skills.

Nuwisha is Rowan WalkingWolf (aka Walks-With-the-Wind).

Nuwisha plays a whimsical mix of gray metal with atavistic, anarchist/primitivist lyrics.
... more

contact / help

Contact Nuwisha

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Nuwisha, you may also like: