Upon the darkest entry, I see those hallowed walls,
Within; I look upon the crux of a dream,
A dream clouded by anticipation of awakening
(Upon the Darkest Entry, We Dream)
[EN] While summertime is making everyone absolutely and miserably sweaty and we are slumbering once more in a light, wet and uneasy sleep, from the northern edges of this continent fast approaching its end (hopefully) we have been presented with an unexpected and welcomed gift. Such regalia took the form of the opportunity to listen in advance to the last offering Gråt Strigoi manufactured, The Prophetic Silence, bound to be unleashed upon this dying world on the ninth of August. We gladly obliged, knowing full well the sheer intensity it was about to hit us. And oh boy, did it hit us.
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