Translation:
I met the stalker. He comes from the zone, with no other side. He carries its shattered reflection, through the dust and the wind. He is no poet, but the tremors from his body speak his story. I follow him up and down, through the undulating terrain, watching the beast unfurl its shapeless form.
A deadened landscape.
Life’s greatest sorrow, is to have no hope, but to live with bated breath. There is nothing sadder- than to recall moments of joy in times of suffering.
The allure of gold under the moonlight, has never once brought our labouring species a moment of peace.
He leads me to the zone, his purgatory; plagued and barren. Past the ash, the flames, the graves; all our shattered reflections have been wrought, into building that elusive paradise.
Maybe, I'm still in a dream? Maybe I'm already in heaven? This place is the cusp; the edge of all my turbulent dreams, a mirage in the wind as waves crack upon the shore.
And so, all things follow in the wake of the nameless beast; but yet it hides in wait, the temptress of all desire.
A deadened landscape.
Life’s greatest sorrow, is to live with bated breath, but be hopeless. Labouring man, grieving souls- hopefully, hell has no place for us.
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There is something purely authentic and honest about Infant Island's music. These songs are substantial in their impact that go deep under the surface. The sound mix is everywhere (track 3 on headphones?!?!) with some of the slower nuanced moments giving needed space for maximum effect when the violent intensity hits. But on career highlight "Awoken," they leave nothing behind. A must hear song from an increasingly important band. bcb723