House of Leaves EP

by Sarin

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Rhett Huebschmann
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Rhett Huebschmann I am currently working backwards through Sarin's catalog, and loving every minute of it! A definite nod to Isis, but that's OK! Where 'Burial Dream' has a 'Panopticon'/'Oceanic' feel to it, this one reminds me a lot of the 'Mosquito Control' EP. Very much looking forward to future releases from these guys, as so far, everything is on point! Favorite track: Mosque.
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released April 4, 2013

All music written and arranged by Sarin, w/ lyrical excerpts from "House of Leaves" by Mark Z. Danielewski.

Additional vocals on "Mosque" and "Black Halls" by Jacob Hrajnik.

Engineered, mixed and mastered by Jacob Hrajnik at Electric Hrajnik Studios in Mississauga, ON.




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Track Name: House of Leaves
Stone may shift
Piece by piece
Comes undone: A house of leaves

From where it grows, far beneath
Veins flow full
None sleep

These eyes fail me,
Made to weep
As the path runs further, long and deep

Heart devoured
From within
Given to its rightful limbs
Track Name: Mosque
Suffer this slow release
A binding wrath, pale and diseased

"You shall be my roots, and I will be your shade.
Though sun burns my leaves, though time takes my seed."

Only time turns now
Pressed between stone walls
Fear unwavering, holding for death's call
Track Name: Delial
(Deep in her eyes,
A beating, blackened heart
The evidence of days long since lost)
Track Name: Black Halls
Our blood has fed its cracks
Swallowed in silent waves
In absence, and in vain

This place will purge itself
Return us to a void
Memory cut from whole
Give us to the unknown

The dark howled for our flesh
Called to it like a slave
Suffered blood paints these walls
That it might cast our hearts into blackest halls

"And this great blue world of ours, seems a house of leaves... moments before the wind."