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Here Is Now Your Home

from "When My Blood Runs Cold" by ChernotA

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Blackened trunks of ancient trees
Withered and got bare.
Gusty wind from distant seas
Brings the salty air.

Rapid flight of magpies calls
To forget all wrath,
To turn off from bigger roads
To the tangled paths,

Where lies the wisdom land,
Gently shakes and drones,
Like a ripe fruit in my hand
Hasn’t cracked but groans.

In the tall and dampy grass
Little mushrooms bow,
Nodding, jingling with dew glass,
“We’re your brothers now”.

Cannot it be
What I wish indeed?
Cannot it be
What fate itself willed?
Or is my body just a mere seed
To be buried and then grow here among the weed?

Squeaking of the snags
To the gullies calls

If one there falls,
Forest grabs and drags,
There’s no turning back!

Taste of thin-legged mushrooms calls
To the owls’ nest,
To the nimble foxes’ holes,
To where fishes rest.

Where it calls me, underfoot
There is marshy bowl.
Waters, thick and black as soot,
To the bottom call.

Whispers warm and swampy moss:
“Take your deepest breath”.
I inhale the wet of fogs
And leave for the depth.

Fir-tree braids my legs with roots,
Carrying me to loam,
Sings in chorus with the woods:
“Here is now your home”.

Cannot it be
What I wish indeed?
Cannot it be
What fate itself willed?
Or is my body just a mere seed
To be buried and then grow here among the weed?

Squeaking of the snags
To the gullies calls
If one there falls,
Forest grabs and drags,
There’s no turning back!

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from "When My Blood Runs Cold", track released April 30, 2019

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ChernotA Izhevsk, Russia

We are black metal project with female vocals from a godforsaken place called Udmurtia (the city of Izhevsk), almost lost in the wild Russian woods. This leaves us no choice but to create such a creepy music impregnated with forests twilight and swamp damp. In our songs we're trying to grasp the mankind's nature and fate, why human's actions are sometimes so unbearable.. ... more

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