#valediction

Wrapped within a black shroud, it might seem as though an album like this offers little more than extreme heaviness and wicked intensity, but it has deep and dark depths that create a more emotional experience.

After the universal critical acclaim garnered by their debut album, ‘Time Held Me Grey and Dying’, Wales’ Ofnus, the imaginative and creative practitioners of black metal’s dark arts, have returned. Their new album, ‘Valediction’ will be released on February 28th, 2025, via Naturmacht Productions. An album that charts the journey through grief – from initial trauma to final acceptance or endless…

I wrote something for you. And end-of-year, end-of-era sort of something. Enjoy!

I started using Twitter before the dawn of the iPhone. Back then, in 2006, it was a fun, funky, fully functional (if barebones) beta messaging service used mainly by The People of the Web™—the kind of folks who attended the SXSW Interactive conference and probably spoke on the panels.  You know. You were there. You were one of us: Designers. Developers. Pioneers. Writers of blog posts, trade…

saw you in the garden  that one summer,  in your rumpled dresses  trampling on roses

brought you to that frozen lake where i  watched your broken soul ache where you told me  your secret griefs 

and sometimes i can’t help but wish  things hadn’t changed between us  was it pride, was it the way  i wasn’t by your side 

was it my broken promises  and miserable lies  that made you think otherwise? 

but i promise i’ll be a better man,  be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

this time i’d like to make you mine

saw you in the desert  that next summer,  in your military blues  like a plan gone askew 

things would never be the same  and i would  never call your name 

all this was an old fantasy  it wasn’t meant to be

sometimes i can’t help but wish  things hadn’t changed between us  was it pride, was it the way  i wasn’t by your side 

was it my broken promises  and miserable lies  that made you think otherwise? 

but i promise i’ll be a better man,  be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

this time i’d like to make you mine

never would’ve thought  we’d end up this way  from old-time lovers  to nothing but hearsay 

it’s hard, when I just  wanna hear your voice at two in the morning,  kiss you in the pouring rain  take away all your pain

sometimes i can’t help but wish  things hadn’t changed between us  was it pride, was it the way  i wasn’t by your side 

was it my broken promises  and miserable lies  that made you think otherwise? 

but i promise i’ll be a better man,  be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

this time i promise I’ll make you mine 

                                     © eri / 2021