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Cataclysm

by Rift Giant

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Henrik Thøgersen
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Henrik Thøgersen In a genre seldom known for nuanced subtleties, Danish two-piece Rift Giant bring just that with a plethora of inspired riffs, licks, and solos plus some highly accomplished drumming and vocals that will tear you a new one. Kæft, det er fedt, mand! Favorite track: Hubris.
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il-kor Rift Giant is a super heavy riff machine, plowing trough the soundscape of Groove, Sludge and Doom. You already got me with the great "Avalance", but this new one hits even harder! Awesome album, guys. Favorite track: Into the Rift.
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1.
Three eyes Beckoning green moons From the other side Where a power exudes It swells, and swirls Gorge rising, we're close to blackness The rift forms, and grows A pulsing that draws us in Into the Rift We descend Madness folds Upon the three winks We grow old As the moons drink So deeply, such thirst We wonder they exist at all So hungry, such greed Three lurid evil souls Into the Rift We ascend Proceed the hours of pain Ripped apart and made whole again The moons grin widely full of mirth As we're torn from our broken world Above a chasm that so deeply yawns A glimpse of light from an unknown dawn A pallid star that's not of green But wan and white with a sickly sheen Into the Rift The air is closing in, drawn so tight, we cannot breathe The vortex pulls us in, through the Rift, onto another plane
2.
Hubris 05:37
Forced awake by blaring horns and an enemy on all sides Warriors riding lizard beasts with glistening, rippling hides Arrows levelled, spears out-thrusting and we're still lying in sand Sickened from our vortex-journey we can barely stand Biting down on vertigo we try to rouse and fight Drunken, unsteady, but on our feet, we pack our circle tight Fingers fumbling at our belts, they're clasping after guns We bring our pistols out to bear, shafts gleaming in the sun A clap of thunder shakes the skies Screams and blood amidst the fire This world will come to fear us This world we claim our own Stepping over smouldering corpses riddled through with holes We watch the surviving reptile riders flee from us in droves Three score made it through the rift, and three score still remain Unslinging rifles from off our backs we focus on our aim A clap of thunder shakes the skies The kill-count rises ever higher This world will come to fear us This world we claim our own We leave that place of blood and death decaying beneath the sun Just piles and piles of butchered flesh, a feast of carrion We plot a course to distant trees, a forested mountain slope And shoot the natives with great aplomb, if they stray too close A clap of thunder shakes the skies We cheer and roar with every stride This world will come to fear us This world we claim our own
3.
Queen Witch 07:49
A witch dwells in the trees Clothed in black with skin of green She casts a glamour so that all we see Is beauty untold, a bewitching queen Love is all that we know Devotion is a gift All sixty on our knees Bowing before her the queen is all that we know Devotion is our gift All sixty on our knees Oh, such a queen She casts a curse on us We feel the magic seeping in A wave of sickness spreads And waking life fades to dream Queen Witch lifts the curse And all of us wake from the dream As captured prisoners Beaten, weakened and on our knees
4.
Toiling hard beneath an alien sky Sun on our backs and our throats are dry Linked by fetters dragging at our feet Clanking irons blister in the heat The natives watch us with unblinking stares And guard the guns we brought with fearful care They drive us hard; we labour on and on Cracking rock and stone until the day is done The drudgery takes its toll Slaving on until we fall Breathe, we bide our time, await our chance Seethe, we loathe our wretched circumstance Weeks draw on and still we sweat in chains beneath their sun Whipped at whim and sickly thin we fight to not succumb Despair remains a close-by friend, to accept what we've become Shadows of our former selves, all hope is nearly gone Like the calm before a storm We muster fortitude once more We, we will not just fade away Free, we will rise another day Forty-six of us remain, resolute yet strained Facing down our future ruin, we plot for our escape In the dead of night, we'll rush the guards and take up arms again The cacophony of our roaring guns will cleave this world in twain
5.
To Three 05:59
Imprisonment Surmountable Manumission - by our hand We will be free To wreak chaos And reap revenge For this penance Served in an alien land Our fury knows no bounds Unleash the roaring hounds We count to three Feral strength Imbues our limbs Tension mounts - and breaks Chains fall to the ground Delirium Euphoria We are free Our fingers yearn for guns Commencing sabotage We mutilate the guards And raze their village down Unleash the roaring hounds A killing spree Everything we see We count to three Out in the dark, on the desert plains, we march triumphant Though fourteen died, in slavery, they'll be remembered Fires burn, behind our backs, our mark of freedom In jubilance, salute the sky, our reborn legion
6.
Our joy is fleeting Here comes the horde Three moons alive, gauging all the while An endless tide, spreading out for miles No time to run We load our guns We shoot it out, ammo's running low They're all around, our old reptilian foe We've nothing left, just knives and human fists They're closing in, and then A quake courses through the land The lizards freeze A rumbling voice booms from the sky The lizards flee Another tremor wracks the ground Drowning out their screams A shadow falls upon us all We turn to see A silhouette blocks out the sun Filling the skies From behind the mountain it comes A thing of such size A thing of such size Filling the skies A silhouette blocks out the sun
7.
Rift Giant 07:34
Horizons asunder, from fissures we flee Ruptures out-spreading, dividing between Continents breaking, tectonic failure Seismic convulsions that shatter this world Burgeoning pressure amassing around Bludgeoning eardrums and shaking the ground Boulders come crashing, tossed down from the sky A whirlwind of dust storms cascading behind A concatenation of deafening roars As down comes the hand that will flatten us all The abyss opens wide Syphon takes hold Gravity pulls And we fall Great shadows descending, expunging our lives Diluvial fluids in torrents awry Imploding organs give way to the strain Blood paints the sand as a nonchalant stain Burgeoning pressure amassing around Bludgeoning eardrums and shaking the ground Time hangs in space as the world stops it spin The green moons above know a surfeit of whim Capricious hysteria accompanies death As our spirits relinquish their vessels of flesh The void calls to us We answer Through the maelstrom We enter Denuded we tremble in terror and fright Bared of our being, ethereal wights One journey ends as another begins The law of this land has repaid us our sins Our phantoms are all that remain Vagrantly gracing this plane Drifting above the red lake Left in the Rift Giant's wake
8.
Cataclysm 03:58

about

The world was dying. In desperation, powerful leaders had turned to the military to find some way of fixing this broken world. We, an infantry troop numbering two-hundred souls, were a part of such an exploratory mission. We had ventured north.

Thirty days’ march beyond the final signs of human settlement we found it.

Yet we had been given a special task. Ours was not to find a cure to remedy the failings of our world, but a way to leave it before the inevitable Cataclysm befell us. Our sensitives had begun to feel it first, but after four leagues’ further march none were in doubt. We had reached it. We had discovered that place where the ether thinned, the firmament bucked, and two parallel planes came impossibly close to overlapping.

We strained our senses as we journeyed further. Some began to speak of a peculiar sensation, believing that three unidentifiable forces were observing us with malevolent interest. Three otherworldly forces, watching us greedily, thirstily, enviously. But we persevered. We had no choice.

It did not take long until even the dullest of our company felt an alien discomfort; to some degree at least. Our unease manifested in short tempers that snapped and furtive glances cast at shadows. The constant, increasing regard of these unknown, unkind eyes was jading and we wearied quickly. Some of us stumbled, legs dragging in the inexorable march onward.

And then the air crackled. A lance of scarlet light shattered the gloom around us, piercing the sky directly above. Transfixed and half blinded we staggered as the lance became a point, an orb of crimson glowing and growing overhead. Then it began to rotate and flatten. It was sickening, dizzying to behold and yet we could not avert our gaze. The red circle swelled and swirled, unceasingly folding and re-folding in convoluted capitulations that rent the sky asunder. Absolute black yawned within its centre, a contrast so powerful many of us vomited and fell to our knees. The vortex descended, engulfing us all in a pressure that burst eardrums and flattened every single one of us to the ground. A roaring welled from within, our skulls reverberating as hearts pounded frantically; chests heaved in futile attempts to take in air where there was none. Our vision swam as unconsciousness threatened, but not before an agony ripped through our bodies as we descended, or perhaps we ascended, through the Rift.

Ineffable torment ensued, accompanied by an hysteric laughter, as though three entities revelled in our plight. Yet through it all, we saw her. Beneath a pale star there stood a goddess of green. A queen, power radiating in her eyes, her hands weaving the magic pulsing through the myriad fibres of our being. She was beauty incarnate, love unconditional, joy immeasurable.

She was utterly bewitching.

credits

released May 1, 2021

Rift Giant
Matthew Pither - Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Thomas Ramkilde - Drums

Mixing - Patrick Fragtrup at Wolf Rider Sound Production
Mastering - Lasse Ballade at Ballade Studios, Copenhagen

Album Artwork - Adam C Design & Illustration
Photography - Anja Barte Telin
Modelling - Heidi Helheim

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2 piece sludge/stoner metal band from Copenhagen, Denmark.

Matthew Pither - Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Thomas Ramkilde - Drums

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