Moonfed this moss, sky-torched our trail/a soothspell of caves, at season's end we seek you
for we are all Pagan, children of cinder/eaters of seed, walkers of wheels.
Now stir earth with eve-light, rebirth spun by song
step soft into the cave, with the gifts we once gave
for we are all Pagan, reavers of winter/reapers of rite, sowers of spring.
Hear us! Hear us! Hear us! Hear us! Hretha!
Blood burns like balefire, a torch tapped from palms.
For a year spring lived in our veins, till end meets beginning again.
Moonfed this moss, sky-torched our trail/a soothspell of caves, at season's end we seek you
for we are all Pagan, children of cinder/eaters of seed, walkers of wheels.
Hretha!
Hands hilled with the bones of her last meal/mouth open for the first.
Squeeze palm-weeping upon her tongue/grant goddess the grave-gift.
Her teeth ruddy/her teeth ruddy/her teeth ruddy with our red
Elkling calf with green eyes, she holds its sapling stare
she nurses it on snow-nectar, our palm-blood from her breast.
Bone to bloom, fast to feast/bone to bloom, fast to feast
Séo eftborenu gydenu ástýraþ of hire hrúse-hreðer
læfað wæccendeu héo æt hire fót-galdor
þa treowu scíedeaþ hire snáw-scinn
þa bán-mónþas beoð fullpungenan
In spring, she seeks pastures for her elkling
fiddlehead and field for fodder/berries, bones and birch bark.
Rén-snaca, hire blód yðgaþ...
At summer's end, foothills and forests/the elkling feasts upon mist.
Autumn comes/two months of blood in a smoky hall
a meat-gorge before the end/elk-bones at her feet.
þa se Geóla/þa se forst/þa þá giclas/
and hire slæpig andwlita biþ freórig eolhblóde
wé híe bringaþ tó þæm cofan
This is my favorite metal album of all time. The only bad thing is that the vocals are somewhat buried in the mix. Otherwise, the record perfectly blends a mix of metal genres with excellent songcraft. A record you'll listen to again and again. The Real Nick House
After listening to Ysyry Mollvün, listening to Downfall of Nur was urgent and turned out to be one of the best decisions I have made in quite some time: Umbras de Barbagia is simply magisterial; the atmosphere can hardly be compared to anything else. There is a deep, palpable connection to nature imbueing each very fibre of this record. The amalgamation of black metal and folk elements is done with a high intuition for detail and class, resulting in a highly immersive experience. Wonderful. David Fischer
This album is, without a shadow of a doubt, my favourite album of all time. Lyrically magnificent, musically phenomenal, and the plot is one of the most well constructed things I've ever seen, being both coherent and deep. Don't miss up on the chance to listen to this beast, it is truly incredible. iamtherevenant