Composed, recorded and mixed between September/2021 and October/2021.
Winter synth album dedicated to those facing bleak and melancholic winters.

The poet, inebriated by the waters of the Muses and by the Lyre of Apollo, recognizes himself in heaven and aspires to become one with the empyrean realm. Likewise, the poet, drinking the Dionysian liqueur, sees Nature as a mirror to the most divine of all beauties — the supreme Beauty. For this reason, his soul is filled with melancholy when the cold winter breath is revealed, drying the leaves of the trees and fading the glorious sun. It is filled not with a simple and mediocre melancholy, but with a divine and honorific melancholy: a melancholy to die with Nature. For this reason he accepts it and says: "Let him come!" For elevated is the palate of the spirit capable of savoring the sadness of Nature — the sadness of that which mirrors the greatest and most sublime Beauty: the ethereal Aphrodisiac.

< Hinos dos Espíritos da Neve >

Quando os sopros do Inverno aparecem
E a Natureza aparenta estar inerte.
Quando os céus se entenebrecem
E o curso dos pássaros se reverte.
Quando as flores se emurchecem
E em sequidão a árvore se converte.

É quando o poeta vislumbra
Que dentro e fora são iguais.
E com as doces ninfas se alumbra
Dissolvendo pensamentos duais:

Pois quando morre a Natureza
As almas dos sábios se entristecem,
Dado que o Inverno e sua frieza
O estado dos deuses transparecem.

Texts by Barad-Dûr.
Barad-Dûr Bandcamp: baraddur.bandcamp.com/music