I am smoke and flame
I am with no name
her body lay stiff
white ivory, draped in lace
death from the chill of this world
I am weeping
as I lift my blade
to cast my spell
in silence, I raise the dead
blood flows freely
in crimson tide
anoint the altar
return my bride
vision grows dim
a touch as cold as stone
as smoke from ashes,
she ascends
my love draws me near
tainted by blood-magic
beauty beyond the grave
bound by flame
Joseph Hawker subverts the musical and sociopolitical status quo with a black metal triptych that's as incendiary as it is impressionistic. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 5, 2022