I awake in a perfect hell - genus ex nihilo
This shell filled with another man’s paradise
Holds only a whisper of my past life
I’m trapped between worlds, a dream within a dream
Draw me a picture, a still frame in your mind
That records all the pieces left inside of me
Know my beginnings, the trials that life brings
Or wash away my ashes in the sea
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?
The one of a life taken by a man wearing my flesh.
Three gates to hell before me, the sea, the sky, my mind
With this key, a blade, release me.
These skies hold no salvation
No peace lies beneath the dust
Where is the answer? A distant voice repeating
The final gate is calling out to me
The choice is easy, awaken from my sleep
Or wash away my ashes in the sea
Si le message n'était pas assez clair dans Hibernaculum, Earth en remet une couche dans The Bees Made Honey In The Lion's Skull : le lion qui pouvait neutraliser les dieux avec sa mâchoire est mort, réduit à l'état de squelette. Malgré tout, une nouvelle forme de vie est possible grâce à lui et c'est tout l'enjeu de cet album. L'americana prend une place plus importante et de nouveaux instruments se rajoutent, faisant de ce drone une expérience de liberté incomparable — surtout en randonnée. Jordan Vauvert
Weedian presents a 56-track chronicle of Mexico's stoner metal and heavy psych scenes, from ’90s forefathers to contemporary wrecking crews. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022