Leave Everything from 2021 Split by Archaic Earth

Thousand pointed stag, antlers shaking the trees
Steps unseen, over me
Leaving me to the raven's beak
And so I'm a feast for fruiting bodies
Connecting patchwork to the source
source of time, source of light
Source of everything

Fungal growths to heal my wounds
Patch up my shell, this blue cocoon,
As tendrils seek out the root of eternity
Sucking and grasping and whispering
a web of deepset truths

And so I feast upon fruiting bodies
Connecting patchwork to the source

So nest down deeper, deep within mounds of dead leaves
Seek out, seek me, seek out the flesh of the wounded one
Find me, find me dead in the frostbitten ground

Thousand pointed stag, antlers shaking the trees
Steps unseen, over me
Leaving me to the raven's beak
And so I'm a feast for fruiting bodies
Connecting patchwork to the source

• Atmospheric Black Metal
• Dark Ambient
• Doom Metal
• Metal
• Neofolk
• Post Black Metal
• Sechelt