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Still Remains

from The Soul's Blood by Sombre Holiday

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Place your hand over mine.
Guide my sail
Into the wind.

Red turned funereal brown:
Desolate—
My true condition

The approach of the coming winter
Has forced me deeper inside.
Preserving and strengthening
A resolute silence

Not merely the absence of noise,
The silence formed a substance.
The silence truly spoke for me.
The silence did not seek
an answer
The silence did not seek
forgiveness...
The silence declared that
You are righteous...
and I a sinner.


Now that it’s quiet
I only miss the sounds
Of you

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from The Soul's Blood, released November 3, 2023

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"[P]owerfully moody soundscapes from this excellent group that successfully mines the thoughtful melancholy of bands like Katatonia, Porcupine Tree and Riverside but with their own unique spin including great use of violin and acoustic guitars to really add drama to their music." – ProgMetalZone

by members of Midnight Worship & Freezing Terror
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