They build their castles in the heads of kings
And honey will flow once more
~ Amorphis The Bee (link)
And honey will flow once more
~ Amorphis The Bee (link)
This song transports me.
Right when the opening riff hits - it's like stepping through a gate carved from bone and gold, out onto wind-scoured dunes. Time collapses. Centuries blow past in clouds of grit, exposing the sun-bleached bones of forgotten kings.
It's not grief, exactly. It's older than that.
It's not grief, exactly. It's older than that.
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This design is another from the Isopresso advanced section, one of my favorite so far!
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