Blood & Shadow (Singles, 2016)

by Winterhymn

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Two singles from Winterhymn's album Blood & Shadow, available digitally and in limited edition digipack through SoundAge Productions on 6-17-16.

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released June 10, 2016

Music and lyrics by J. Compton.

Copyright Winterhymn 2016, all rights reserved

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Winterhymn Cincinnati, Ohio

"Cold-Blooded American Pagan Metal."
Blood & Shadow available through SoundAge Productions on 6-17- 16.

Winterhymn is an American pagan metal band from Cincinnati, OH. Founded in late 2009, they have been on a continuous conquest of North America, enthralling audiences with their own unique blend of fantasy and heavy/black/power metal.
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Track Name: Blood of the Moon
Riding through the Caladim
Into the final night
Our cold swords sing on the wind
As we mount the sacred heights
Through ages untold
With names unsung
We’ve swam the tides of darkness
With darkness in our lungs

We are the blood of the moon
And we gush forth beneath the endless nightsky
Severing the backbones of foes
Older than death

We’ll split our lungs
With hymns of old
And set ablaze
The winter cold

Over leagues of ice
To the spine of Azagot
We slay the fell defilers
Dripping with rot
Through flesh and bone
With faces grim
Our fury burns eternal
It fuels the Winterhymn

Through woods of beasts, we cut our way
Spilling blood where others pray
They pray for the daylight, but the daylight never comes
Our hearts beat with ancient drums

We are the blades in the night
And the cold breath on the neck of fate
Charging through icewinds and mists
To penetrate the skies

We’ll split our lungs
With hymns of old
And set ablaze
The winter cold
Track Name: The Summoning
Lower helms to hide your fear
And wave your torches bright
For even moonlight dreads to look
Upon our rites

Through the trees, profane effigies
Stand tall, bathed in the blood of
your sons and daughters

Hark!
The summoning is close at hand
You’ll hear us howling in the night
With nightmares birthed from hallowed lands
We’ll have you bastards bled by morning light

As death circles you, usurper, know this: From the putrid carcasses of your hopes, we feed. And die assured; at long last your eyes will look upon your home again. We will carry them there on roads paved with your dead.

We’ll ink the ending of your tale
In death and fire
As you’re flayed amidst the laughter
Of those we sired

Hark!
The summoning is close at hand
You’ll hear us howling in the night
With nightmares birthed from hallowed land
We’ll have you bastards bled by morning light