St. Elm's Fire

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A crimson moon hung
Shaped by the northwind, a forceful ember blew towards them
As if Autumn had sunk below the earth to gift the child,
A flame swallowed the man

So, the ravens had told her
Yet, she knew of his departure
A cast of the rod, or a sharp strike of the pole
A man knows no bounds, lest he is not in the shadow of the sun
For he will go off to chase an impossible stag

There was a chalice full to the brim
And here, it lay empty

There was an axe that rested by the great pine
And here, it lay in two

A rise to the surface
A caress to the chasm
A mark of the elves
A fire for St. Elm

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from St Elm's Fire, released July 7, 2019

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Great Cold Emptiness Saint Agatha, Maine

Great Cold Emptiness is an atmospheric black doom band crafted to share the lore of my home in Aroostook County, Maine

GCE believes in the ethos of virtue, the importance of hard work, self-sufficiency and reliance, the unity of the family, honouring one's lineage and never straying too far from home
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