The new album “A Book Of Shadows” should now take GOM a huge step further on the road. Right after the personal motto of the band “If it’s real METAL, then it can be part of the GOM-sound”, this musical Witches Diary will plunge the listener into a whirlpool of various moods. Be it the brutal, yet melodic “Discordia”, the folky title-track (which features Ingeborg of ADORNED BROOD on flute and Zagan of BLACK MESSIAH on violin), the doomy and very emotional “Guardian Spirit” or the theatrical “...And Inanna Stood Unveiled” - GOAT OF MENDES once more will walk upon the Wiccan Way, straight into the heart of anyone who believes in the power of Nature and PURE FUCKIN’ METAL!
A Crimson Flood on Frozen Snow
Goat of Mendes Lyrics
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The black shapes of trees grasp the cloud laden sky
This cold winter night amongst all nature's forces
I spit on this cruel life and lay down to die
And no-one shall witness my peril
The moon's mocking face seems to smile at my anguish
Soon my blood joins this flood as my body will perish
And will nourish the soil on the ground down below
And the pain of this life is forgotten
The gale nightwind sends shivers of cold down my spine
And it feels like my heart, like a dead lump of ice
Lady, I promised, all my life should be thine
But the gifts that you gave were just pitiful lies
Now watch and collect what is faithfully given
Girl, you revel in beauty, in passionful pleasures
Whilst denying that freaks are able to feel
What remains for myself out of life's golden treasures
Is a small sharpened razor of glittering steel
Thy rememberance will cease with the season
The deep lake's silver mirror shows what I will abandon
A grotesque monstrosity punished by fate
Love is reserved for the fair and the handsome
What's left for a mishappen shape is just hate
And slowly the lake freezes over
The opening stanza to Goat of Mendes' A Crimson Flood on Frozen Snow paints a vivid picture of a desolate winter night. The black, skeletal trees reach up into the cloud-laden sky like undead fingers, and the singer of the song lays down to die. The moon's mocking face adds to his anguish, and his tears melt the snow before pooling with his blood. The pain of his life is forgotten in his final moments, and his body will nourish the soil from which he came. As he dies, he imagines his heart as a lump of ice, devoid of feeling.
The second stanza is addressed to a woman, likely the object of the singer's affection. She revels in beauty and passion, but he denounces her as someone who denies the feelings of "freaks" like himself. He perceives himself as having been given "pitiful lies" as gifts from her, and all that remains of his life's "golden treasures" is a razor to end it with. He resigns himself to the fact that his memory will fade with the changing seasons, and the final image is of the lake - a "silver mirror" that reflects the grotesque figure who now lays beneath it.
Line by Line Meaning
Like skeletal fingers of undying corpses
The black trees are reaching out high, Majestic and lifelike in moon’s glow
The black shapes of trees grasp the cloud laden sky
The trees that surround me are gloomy and dead, They are reaching for the grey dead sky above
This cold winter night amongst all nature's forces
In this absolute cold dark night, I find myself surrendered to the power of nature
I spit on this cruel life and lay down to die
Life has always been heartless to me and no hope anymore. I will give up and let my soul depart
And no-one shall witness my peril
I am left to die and I want it that way
The moon's mocking face seems to smile at my anguish
As I look at the moon, I feel like it's ridiculing my pain and showing no mercy
As my hot salty tears melt the cold frozen snow
My tears are forming pools, Warming up the snow around me
Soon my blood joins this flood as my body will perish
I start to release blood while everything around me fades away
And will nourish the soil on the ground down below
My blood will provide for nature as I finally let go
And the pain of this life is forgotten
As everything becomes darker, I am released from my pain and my troubles are disappearing
The gale nightwind sends shivers of cold down my spine
The wind has picked up and the cold sensation is making me shiver
And it feels like my heart, like a dead lump of ice
My heart is numb, I cannot feel anything at this point
Lady, I promised, all my life should be thine
All my life was devoted to you, my lady
But the gifts that you gave were just pitiful lies
Everything I thought was true about you were lies and all the gifts were worthless
Now watch and collect what is faithfully given
As I die, you can collect everything you have given me through the years
Girl, you revel in beauty, in passionful pleasures
I am aware of your love for beauty and pleasure, and that you won’t ever find both in me
Whilst denying that freaks are able to feel
You seek these pleasures with people that are attractive and normal, You have no idea how I feel
What remains for myself out of life's golden treasures
Once all is said and done, I'm left with nothing but a small sharp razor
Is a small sharpened razor of glittering steel
This small sharp razor is the only thing I have left in this world
Thy rememberance will cease with the season
You will soon forget about me, As my memory will fade away with time
The deep lake's silver mirror shows what I will abandon
The lake serves as a reminder of all that I will leave behind
A grotesque monstrosity punished by fate
I am a hideous creature that is spat upon by fate and the people
Love is reserved for the fair and the handsome
Love is only meant for the beautiful and attractive
What's left for a mishappen shape is just hate
Hate is what awaits me in life since I'm misshaped and have nothing to offer
And slowly the lake freezes over
The lake starts to freeze over as winter gets stronger and a new cycle begins
Contributed by Muhammad F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.