My Flesh and Blood Shall Feed the Earth
by Beithíoch
John Mulvaney
John Mulvaney
Track for track, my favourite Irish release of 2019.
Favorite track: The Fury of the Sea (re-recorded).
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released November 1, 2019
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Beithíoch Ireland
Black/Death/Doom Metal from Ireland's north-west.
'Beithíoch' means 'beast'.
Beithíoch represents the instinctive and terrible in man.
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- Track Name: My Flesh and Blood Shall Feed the Earth
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Chill air
Heart beats slower
Strength disappears
Life fades away
Last sight of day
Flesh turns cold
Suffer in decay
Dark closes in
Mind disappears
Lose control, limbs stiffen
Gasp for breath, choke with fear
Succumb...
Final breath
Heart beats no more
The moment of death
Cease to exist
Sink into black
Blood turns to rust
Bones become dust
My flesh and blood shall feed the earth
Till none remains and all is dirt
That life may seed anew
And death in turn renew - Track Name: The Fury of the Sea (re-recorded)
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[Rathlin Island 1575]
The waters lapped against the shore, vacant and ceaseless as ever before. Yet silently the winds carried the sails of those who brought the fury of the sea.
None could escape when the island drowned in a tide of blood. The feeble and the strong; man, woman and child: all were hunted like seal or game. The gore strewn beaches were seen from across the narrow water.
Out to sea the wind carried their cries, where they fell unheard into the ceaseless waves. Upon the cliffs across the narrow water, wailing and tearing, the lord beheld all he ever knew and loved: murdered.