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by Bearstorm

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Rolling hills are ancient cliffs. The tallest cliffs are infants. Leaping like yearling rams. We old men are bent low. Our brothers live across northern seas. Wrenched apart at our birth. We are bound by time. Flesh to earth eternal. One word of our true tongue. A hundred million years. Fraction of a breath since your race was born. We once were cold as north. Tundra and stunted trees. Wolf bear and elk, skies open up to breath. Retreating ice and our skulls are sanctuary. Our feet in summer but our beards are evergreen, and halos of smoke and ice.
Below the sky, and above the Mattaponi. I seek the essence of its beauty. The moon has set early over the horizon. Clouds have veiled the constellations. Fish dart the inky shallows. The ascending ones submerge their great long. To take as they please. Winds whisper stories of the ages. And use the leaves of the trees to shape their consonants. Their words cool my burning. The Lampyridae’s cold light flickers and hang like lanterns in the air. The moon has set early over the horizon.
De Soto 06:20


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Bearstorm is Michael Edwards (vocals), Jay Lindsey (bass), Patrick DeRoche (drums), and Kelsey Miller (guitars).


released June 30, 2015

"Americanus" was recorded on 04/25/2015 by Noel Mueller of Grimoire Records. Mixed and mastered by Noel Mueller/Grimoire Records. Illustration by Brad Douglas. © 2015 Grimoire Records.


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Bearstorm Richmond, Virginia

Richmond's Bearstorm formed in 2008 by metalheads with backgrounds in classical and jazz performance as well as country and old time music. The goal has always been to push outwards on the normal limits of writing, performing, and storytelling.
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