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Insula EP

by Thrawsunblat

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See the spectres in the mist! Hear them as they howl! Hear them as they ice these veins of mine. Hail! Hero on high, who can see above the fog, Who has lived above the clouds, how can I thrive in these times? See the spectres in the mist! Hear them as they howl and ice these veins of mine. Hail! Traveller in mist, down among the roots, Whose eyes leap at every gust of wind. Go! Learn what inhabits the mist; nevermore to simply fear. He who knows the risks owns the future. He who fears the world is servant to the past. Traveller in mist, find the healers, Find the wise of your land! Beware the murk of the poison-mixers! Go! Traveller in mist! Find the healers of the land! Drink of their knowledge, but only theirs. Beware the poison-mixers! They wish to distort; they wish to belittle; Drag you down with them. See the spectres in the mist! Hear them as they howl and ice the veins of mankind. Hail! Traveller in mist with veins of summer flame, Bear aloft that warmth and wisdom. Knowing the shadow and shade, knowing safe paths, Knowing clear groves, brimming streams. Together, apart, we will get through this time of mist.
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I will venture to the depths, to the very bedrock of this fortress. There I will delve and find there I will new riches for us all. Bringers of the sun we can be. Dark the times, but might is in me and might is in you. Bringers of the sun we can be. And this mist will lift, and the days will return. When we are to emerge, shall we not then emerge greater? Shall we not show ourselves: not only are we unbowed, but greater. Strong enough to carry the sun. Warrior doffs armour, becomes Minstrel. Explorer drops compass, becomes Weaver. Hunter unstrings bow and tends the scarecrow. All become more for the greater. Bringers of the sun we can be. Dark the times, but might is in me and might is in you. Bringers of the sun we can be. And this mist will lift, and the days will return. When we are to emerge, shall we not then emerge greater? Shall we not show ourselves: not only are we unbowed, but greater. Strong enough to carry the sun. We've the chance to break any mould into which have slumped, And shrug off the shards, and in the morning sun, Stand now taller and greater. Weave the change to break any mould into which we have slumped, And shrug off the shards, and in the morning sun, Stand now taller and greater. Into the unknown, I carry the sun. Heave ancient fire through marsh and bog. Are you with me, ye bearers of light in darkest of times? Are you with me? Bear your light upon this earth.
3.
A great flood has beset this hill-fort, water to our gates. The air is clear for miles around us, now an insula! That which would command the valley stands alone. The land we know lies flooded below! Until ebb the waters, islands are we all. I see for miles around; islands are we all. There are those who need my aid. Those to whom I've sworn oaths. Signal fires, calls from the ramparts. I will send all I can to those to whom I'm bound. Until ebb the waters, islands are we all. I see for miles around; Islands are we all. Until the waters ebb. The waters soon will ebb. Insular, one we are. One against these tides. Insular, one we are. Until ebb the waters high. Ancient winds all around, lift the osprey high. Ancient winds let her see our thousand fires bright. Ancient winds all around, lift the osprey high. Let her see our thousand fires shimmering as one.
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Gathered round this glowing heartwood spectacle of ours, Eager are we all to heave her hallowed oars. Once a shipless tribe, now shipwrights all. We heed our hero's words, our conquerer of skies, Who long ago won wisdom up among the nebulae: We know the rocks and bergs; we know the mind of mist. We know our journey's end; we know whom we champion. To golden uncharted lands we must go, Where the times have never yet called us. Now to heave the oars. Some days we brave the lashing rain, drenched to the skin. Others we've as ally the sun and the wind. Some days inward we go! We chart the heartlands. Some days outward we go! We expand our maps. Sustenance and coruscation, our primeval spoils. Outward or inward, always breaking new soil. The most plenteous mine must its vast surface know. The most bounteous land has sibylline bedrock below. To golden uncharted lands we must go, Where the times have never yet called us. Now to heave the oars. Forward to the woodheart, heave those oars! To lands unknown! We map a course to the unseen heart of our lands. These verdant misted lands are our past and our future. A summer rainstorm comes, Sweeping darkness on the land. The pull of its heart is felt for miles. Images flash in peripheral paths, howls echo in the distance. Our course now deeper than ever before; Never has the wood let us in. Mist and rain give way to frost and time. Deep now in the heartlands, heave those oars! To the lands unknown! Smell the mist as it gathers, old and brimming with time. Close now to the woodheart, heave those oars! Push the bounds of our time. We have found the Ice Age heart! These marrowlands! Standing deep in snow with lungs of flame! Now back home with our prize! The lands will brim with what we've found here: euphony. Next we journey outward! To the sea.

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All music and lyrics written and recorded between March 23 and April 21, 2020.

Insula is the latin word for island, which is something many of us are in this time.

Inspired by the great Chris Hadfield's four keys to thriving in self-isolation: identify the actual risks, identify your goals, identify your obligations, take action.

An Astronaut's Guide to Self Isolation - Chris Hadfield
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uL5sqe5Uk8

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released May 1, 2020

All music and lyrics by Joel Violette.
Guitars, vocals, bass by Joel Violette.
Virtual drum arrangements by Joel Violette with the great aid of Ugritone MIDI packs.

Produced, engineered and mixed by Joel Violette at Studio Jolheim.
Mastered by Siegfried Meier at Beach Road Mastering.

Thrawsunblat logo by Adam Gillis.
Cover layout by Joel Violette.
Cover photo by Bryson Hammer on Unsplash:
unsplash.com/photos/tj1ufRwceZI

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