[FALK0C] Drifting Towards the End

by K. Fenrir

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Many cultures, both ancient and modern, have tales and myths that envisage a place that exists at the edges of civilisation, both in terms of landscape and consciousness. Whether it be the river Styx that took wayward souls to the underworld of Hades, the Antarctic ruins of H.P. Lovecraft’s In The Mountains Of Madness, or “The Zone” of Tarkovsky´s Stalker, these places test and stretch the limits of human capability and thought.

While his previous releases have dipped a toe into these blackened depths, Drifting Towards the End has K FENRIR create his fullest articulation yet of what lies at the edge of the world.

Side A contains three tracks that convey one man’s journey into the hinterlands. ‘Floating Amongst Giants’ has the rumbling earth crack open beneath your feet, swallowing you up whole and surrounding you with crackling fire and cavernous wastes. ‘Night Gaunts’ groans and creaks with the rusted hulls of broken vessels that lie strewn across shores stained by dark light of blue hues. ‘Submerge Too Low’, with its electronic tones and pulsing dread, pierce a murky fog of sound and rainfall.

Side B contains the single track ‘Ragnarök’, an arcane saga of unknown depths and incantations. As you reach the end of you journey, you approach a chamber hollowed out at the end of an underground trench. Inside the walls, floor and ceiling are smooth, obliterating and sense of depth or perspective. A long forgotten deity in the form of a naked haggard man, aeons old and consisting of crumbling bones and paper thin skin covered in dust, sits on a throne of stone and dirt. As you approach, he utters a poem of cosmic pessimism beyond the realms of your anthropomorphic cognition and comprehension. Great swirls of blackness pool at your ankles and slowly pull you under as the old man continues his song or sorrow. As the track fades out you can barely perceive the realms of the world-without-us, a noumenal inhuman place that consists of nothing but the hermetic abyss. As you finally sink into the black, you close your eyes and accept this fate……

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released February 22, 2016

All music by K. Fenrir.

Lyrics in "Floating Amongst Giants" by K. Fenrir. Samples from NASA
Lyrics in "Night-Gaunts" by Howard Phillips Lovecraft
Lyrics in Ragnarök by Nekron

All vocals & voices performed by K. Fenrir, except on "Ragnarök" by Nekron.

Design by Blaldur Björnsson.

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Track Name: A1 Floating Amongst Giants
Deep in the vast space
I float amongst giants
They have been for millennia

I float
And I float
And I float
Amongst giants

I wonder if I will see
The elder ones
Or if they still slumber

I float
And I float
And I float
Amongst giants

Black holes
Draw me near
Enter the unknown realm

I float
And I float
And I float
Amongst giants

I float
And I float
And I float
Amongst giants
Track Name: A2 Night-Gaunts
Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,

But every night I see the rubbery things,

Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,

They come in legions on the north wind's swell

With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,

Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings

To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare's well.

Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,

Heedless of all the cries I try to make,

And down the nether pits to that foul lake

Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.

But ho! If only they would make some sound,

Or wear a face where faces should be found!
Track Name: B1 Ragnarök
1. Örlög Þórs:


Víg sé til varnaðar og heimskvelju

Hamar steyptur úr hnefa Áss

Hnýttur ormur úr læðing leystur

Laust með eitri og í dánarteygjum

Dró þrælsreginn harmi sleginn til dauða



2. Týr verst Garmi:


Flaug forað, Heljar hundur

Hraut feigur, saup hveljur

Hvein stál sem vindur vargur

Vígs styrkur gafst mönnum

Er glötun Goða gat hrönnum



3. Óðinn fellur:


Óx um hrygg fjötur úr tómi niðja

Nákveðin, kvaddur græddur gróttu

Grár á gandi geystur gneistar Sleipnir

Gleipnir firrtur fjötrum Fenriss fár

Til fjandskaps riðinn feigur alfaðir fallinn



4. Loki og Heimdallur mætast:


Nígotinn og náhvítur Áss gleiður

Grasbítur, glaumgjarn Gjallarhornsþræll

Þráleitur hamfari, lævís Laufeyjarson

Latur, lyginn, lúmskur og leiður

Látum stál mæta brandi og sverja til dauða undir lok eiða



5. Dauði Baldurs:


Heill mun ríkja Friggjarson í fránar víti

Vígborinn Áss hernuminn til vallar

Vopnum steyptur og borinn vonum

Bannfærður skal eigi til afturkvæmta

Uns Áss hinn hvíti muni hefna og Heljarnaut til lífs nema



6. Surtur sækir að Frey:


Ger svo sem kvistur á eldi og verr að ösku hvikandi 

Hvöss var eggin til þíns bana er til brullaups brákar brast

Brenn þú og líð sem vindur fyrir vonum Ása

Uns veröld öll hverfur og askur stynur undan logum Múspells

Munu leiðir allar til endis liggja og öngvum fyrirkomið að syrgja



7. Askur Yggdrasils:


Grætur heimur og skelfur hver kvistur asks til reiðar

Rætur þrjár til hvers heims dregnar og drepi sóttar

Sætur hver þeim lögum er lagði til dránar

Dætur dóms til heljar dregnar látnar

Lætur lífs gneista í laufahvammi liggja



8. Ragnarök:


Skuld var og gerðist Urðar sök að fullu varðar

Fránar ótti var og gjörr að engu svörnu

Elli blíða í bana faldi gjörnu

Fól til einskis tap í tómi Ginnunga

Taldi að öllu fé meðal trölla, ása og manna

Orðið var að engu gjörðu sönnu



Urðar ótti vex í faðmi Skuldar

Fár skellur og nýtur synjar tíðra tíma

Takast ár og siður til sinna hverra valda

Hvorugt ber bætur gjörða illra vætta

Iðavellir dynja undan hófum trölla

Hof og hallir hrynja til miska manna



Bræður munu berjast og börnum farga

Blóði spilla og í sóttum blóta

Sættir brjóta og í hrönnum falla

Hræ á hræ ofan er himnavættir roða gleypast

Ríður strengjum vær Verðandi og gnótt heggur

Goð og menn kvaddir til dóms og gjalda



9. Heljarreisn:


Slíður skríður riðinn hvammi, Hrymur geysir Gjallarfari

Fár og vindar skipta sköpum, heljarneyti vísar vonum

Vindbarðir og visnir kappar, væringjar á síðstu dögum

Særðir gjörðir til að gjalda, gráfeldir gegn Óðins sonum

Ógn og skelfing undir beygja, lifandi sem dauðir deyja

Dæmdir herja á hinstu tímum, hilmir ríkir sögðum sökum

Sóttdauðir og Ýmiss synir, sækja fram á Ragnarökum

Ráðast að er síðla rekur, Bifröst fellur, heiminn skekur

Skíðlogandi Múspells ríki, Náströnd heimtir þá er tekur