From a Whisper

by Oak Pantheon

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Here comes the snow Here comes the snow Here come the Fallen Here comes the snow Seasons change Yet my life remains the same Wishing time would break the standstill But hope cannot crush regret A dying raven Takes its final breath of life Its blood will be washed away Liquid to crystal
Formation amasses Dark clouds roll in A curtain of mist masks a sky that’s falling down A violent tremor Shakes the ground beneath Expands and contracts as it crumbles from within Two tattered claws, dark shrouded head A shapeless form drags Itself from the crater We assemble around It and we hear Its praise It says we’re unique just like everybody else Chorus: Unending pain (Torture divine) Our greatest fears (Pulse feeding vine) We’re kindling the fire It creates We’re programmed to be scared everyday We’re blinded by Its viral fear monopoly We’ll be enslaved forever We’ll be enslaved forever To the end We will spill holy blood in the name of the Father! We will tear down the gods as we watch the world burn! We will rip flesh from bone just to feed one another! We will all heed Its call, we have become the Fallen! (Chorus)
Crimson droplets seep Into the gleaming creek It breathes heavily And releases a sigh Chorus: We will tear down the gods An old oak stares at me It points to the sky The Sun shines down It shows me a face Weighed down by the fog The creek wheezes as night falls It screams as dawn rises Terrified of the Sun (Chorus) Familiar gaze In those eyes They were empty Exhausted and defeated I imagine the fog As it creeps into my lungs And slowly suffocates me Leaving my body behind I envision the Sun Burning me alive Scorching me Until only ashes remain I hold in my hands A pointed stone I think of carving the final words Into my flesh Yet something always holds me back And I pray To whatever God there is That it always will
Heavy rain Compacts the reddened earth Her exposed face spouts tears From lifeless eyes I claw my way from the shallow grave But I'm dizzy and unclear I fall back in Wishing I was the one who died Through the fog and the black abyss My mind still wanders there I fear one day I won't return again Spectral hands lift me away From the temple of loss Body numb I reflect on the time we had Chorus 1: Taste, smell, this sensation in my limbs These are things I take for granted to this day Sight, sound, silent whispers to the wind Can be lost but not forgot I bury my dead Just to know I'm alive Confined by reality Wander across the universe Chorus 2: Taste, smell, this sensation in my limbs These are things I take for granted to this day Sight, sound, silent whispers to the wind Can be lost but not forgot I envy the dead Just to know I'm alive Escape from mortality Wander across the universe
Throughout time We think of the end What lies past death If nothing at all Distant sounds removed from time A swell of souls screaming in sorrow Endless desire for mortality Eternity akin to a nightmare Cast out for a new creation God playing man and man playing God Castigate the sire of time Erase the Earth from our world Here we wait Watching the stars Praising the Sun Eternal life Human souls immune to time Bane exposed, the idea haunts me Skin still crawls perpetually Aching bones turn into stone Ardent faith, mystery concealed Rumors survive vicariously Abstract thoughts, like a lucid dream Wait for the End, it never comes! Body corrodes Shadow dissolves Now I’ve found the Roots of Man Hiding behind all the faces of God!
Died By your word By your oath But your spirit is crying Friends Say their prayers For your soul But your name won’t live on Flesh Becomes one With the Earth May its waters run through you Heir Only son He will build A legacy Leave behind what remains forever Raise your head! Raise your head! Raise your head! Raise! Man begins a whisper Whisper makes him king King becomes a legend Legend dies a god!
Ash covers everything Black clouds blot out the sun Drowned are the memories Scorched remains of what once was Eternal darkness No guiding light Ethereal wind picks up Sparks drift through the night Dive into oblivion Ageless desolation Plunge into obscurity Relentless solitude I’ll live one thousand years Not measured in time But in wisdom To learn what I can know And leave the rest up to my God When I am done I will lay down Beneath the canopy And watch as my body falls With the Earth I carve my sign into every tree With force, with precision, with purpose Neon aurora covers half the twilight sky A gift from heaven to light my way At the roots of the tallest tree Gnarled hands build an altar of limbs The alder torch weighs heavy in my hand Ignite the final flame of man


"This is a beautifully captivating record that passes by with ease, losing yourself in its reverie-like states.... a sublime full-length offering." -CVLT Nation

"With 'From a Whisper', Oak Pantheon are poised to join the ranks of America's best black-metal crossover bands, producing an ambitious album that integrates black metal, folk, and post-metal into more than an hour of memorable, diverse, atmospheric music." -NO CLEAN SINGING

"Oak Pantheon excel at painting sonic soundscapes and take a very visual approach to songwriting, allowing their tracks to unfold with the kinetic power of a wolf running across a plain.... The natural world they pay homage to is as dark as it is breathtaking, full of teeth, claws, and sudden blizzards."


released September 25, 2012

Sami Sati: Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Tanner Swenson: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Vocals
Recorded and Mixed by: Sean Golyer
Mastered by Justin Weis at Trakworx
Artwork by: Bob Stokes at Minotaur Printing & Design
Designed by: Kyle Gideon
All Music Written and Produced by: Oak Pantheon




Oak Pantheon Minneapolis, Minnesota

Powerful melodic movement combined with vivid lyrical imagery create what the band hope is an unforgettable, atmospheric means of escape.

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