Black Harvest from the Snow

#BlackMetal #DeathMetal #DoomMetal #GothicMetal #VikingMetal #PaganMetal #CelticMetal #SymphonicMetal #ProgressiveMetal #AvantgardeMetal #IndustrialMetal #GrooveMetal #SludgeMetal #StonerMetal #PostMetal #youtube #AtmosphericBlackMetal #MelodicDeathMetal #Deathcore #Metalcore #Mathcore #Grindcore #Goregrind #DeathGrind #music #instrumental #BlackenedDeathMetal #Blackgaze #DarkAmbientMetal #AmbientMetal #DroneMetal #DoomDeath #FuneralDoom #SludgeDoom #NuMetal #AlternativeMetal #FunkMetal #RapMetal #Electronicore #TranceMetal #CyberMetal #PirateMetal #MedievalMetal #DesertRockMetal #ExperimentalMetal #RavenMist #BlackHarvestfromtheSnow [Intro] [Atmospheric acoustic guitar intro, howling wind, deep distant bass line] [Verse 1] The black stalks rustle, dark against the frost, In snowdrift traps where every sound is lost. The distant mountain peaks stand cold and high, Blind guardians under an eternal sky. Beneath the white shroud warmth is buried deep, Yet single black grains break from winter's sleep. All that once bloomed has faded long ago, And dawn was swallowed by the endless snow. [Chorus] Black harvest from the snow! Across the frozen plains where night winds blow, Towards the silent mountain peaks we go! We reap the crops that shadows left behind, Through bitter frost and darkness of the mind! [Verse 2] A snowy wasteland stretching to the edge, Where cold and sorrow weave a frozen pledge. From deep beneath the ice-bound solid ground, Our dark, silent defiance can be found. We reap what never was supposed to grow, Amidst the snowdrifts where no paths can show. We bear this burden through the freezing gale, Up to the highest peaks where spirits fail. [Bridge] [Acoustic build-up, clean melancholic singing switching to whispered growl] A single grain... within the white abyss... A forgotten dream... of light and warmth we miss... [Chorus] Black harvest from the snow! Across the frozen plains where night winds blow, Towards the silent mountain peaks we go! We reap the crops that shadows left behind, Through bitter frost and darkness of the mind! [Outro] [Fading melancholic guitar lead, wind sounds fade out] Among the snows... beneath the ancient peak... The black wheat speaks... the words we cannot speak... [Fade out to silence] [End]