Lyrics:
By the pricking of their thumbs
Something wicked their way comes
It has my name, my rain
And thunder
Wolves in packs moving through
A black night blizzard through the trees
Breath in clouds
Stormy red eyes thorn…
nice man
I like how this song almost wobbles into dissonance but stay…
I LIKE ☆(͡๏̯͡๏)(͡๏̯͡๏)☆
Those guitars sound great!