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The poet, the one who names things, the one who defines reality, is unjustly cast out from his own world: and it is precisely reality - by Loki’s hand - that is inverted and cast away from truth. An ephemeral beginning, in truth: it is in fact the rhythmic contrasts that dominate the following minutes, now sharp and swirling, driven by Lazare’s hellish double bass drum and Cornelius’s scream...
The poet, the one who names things, the one who defines reality, is unjustly cast out from his own world: and it is precisely reality - by Loki’s hand - that is inverted and cast away from truth.
An ephemeral beginning, in truth: it is in fact the rhythmic contrasts that dominate the following minutes, now sharp and swirling, driven by Lazare’s hellish double bass drum and Cornelius’s scream...
Dive into Solefald’s mythic metal odyssey—listen now and experience a powerful, poetic journey through Icelandic legend.
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