Origin Cry from Antler Anthem by Runagrim

A primal current pulses through this track, reversing the flow of time itself. It reveals the uncanny truth: the steps taken today were laid by kin yet to come, a future pulling the past forward. The tempo ignites into a relentless, blast-ready charge, driven by battering toms and roaring guitars, pushing at the raw edges of neolithic pagan metal. A distinct mouth harp motif, a familiar thread woven from earlier in the album, entwines with the bone flute's piercing cry, doubling the ascent of the gang-chant. During one late studio session, as the mixed choir layers finally locked in, it was less recording and more channeling; that collective roar shook the very foundation, an almost physical force as if the earth itself was exhaling. This is where the album's core idea—that belonging isn't just found but forged in a cyclical current—reaches its shattering peak. The dual refrains, one a visceral gang-shout and the other a soaring, flute-backed hook, build a staggering sense of triumph. It culminates in a breakdown where only drums remain, a purposeful pause inviting every listener to join the shouted declaration, 'We are the return becoming origin.' This moment transcends genre, offering a profound release, a pure, unvarnished joy where tears and defiant smiles converge.

From the frozen mist, we summon the old ways. Bone-crushing rhythms, throat-chants, and hide drums call forth primeval hunts beneath winter skies. Our melodies echo mammoth tracks. Join our forgotten feasts—where horns clash and ancestors roar.