The Disdain from Wildlife by Lascar

Passing like the air after the war under the dark clouds
like the voices and the rhythms that were buried under the mud.
They were the light into the dark, the inherent, the power of being,
they were the myths, salt of the seas, the everlasting, the invincible.
In the end nobody saw the falling
Nobody felt the ashes under their eyes.
Breathing like the flames reaching for more, spreading the death,
like those moments under the hard rain the harmony of the decease.
They were the light into the dark, the inherent, the power of being,
they were the myths, salt of the seas, the everlasting, the invincible.
If this once had meaning, now is totally lost,
like everything that came after and before.

• Black Metal
• Blackgaze
• Metal
• Post Black Metal
• depressive black metal
• shoegaze
• Santiago