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Die aus Illinois stammende Formation SHIELD OF WINGS hat sich dem Symphonic Metal verschrieben und plant die Veröffentlichung ihrer Scheibe “Unfinished“ für den 11. Februar. Davon zeigen sie uns die erste Single in Form des Videos.

Sängerin Lara Mordian kommentiert den Dreh so:

‘’Shooting Wetland, and wading through that cold, wet, filth, was a challenging albeit invigorating time for me. Prior to filming in late autumn, I was warned of the certain discomfort to come, but I was reassured by James that „pain is temporary, film is forever“, and I embraced it.”.

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Lyrics:

One step into uncertainty

Swampy deathbed welcoming

Heartless, abstract art

Defiant heart’s dream, unknown calling

 

Uncertain step taunting

Losing sight of my feet

Descent then hope hesitating

A man slowly miring

 

Behold, the cleansing of conceit

The filth in which I sink

Nameless hope

In wetland’s quicksand we meet

 

Common branches

With uncommon reach

Longing for life

Godlike hand grasping me

 

Lost soul, alone, wandering

Troubled mind slowly bearing

Emergent life and new faces

Holding strong under strained roots aching

 

Green nature, face half in peat

Now on my side lying

Clouded sight, one eye gazing

Sunlight beaming through the leaves blazing

 

Behold, the cleansing of conceit

The filth in which I sink

Nameless hope

In wetland’s quicksand we meet

 

Common branches

With uncommon reach

Longing for life

Godlike hand grasping me

 

Suffocating feat, eternal feeling

The time between God’s blink

First time truly fighting

The clash of armies meet

 

Sinking, I pull up my knees

Fighting to breathe underneath the heavens

The beauty of grey clouds and skies that weep

All the while, mortal man upon the ground sinks

Slowly sinks

 

The young cypress climbs,

Its heart longs with reaching arms

Soon to be humbled

Slipping, I embrace its showing roots

In wetland’s quicksand

Here lies Man