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Transformation

from Athrú Crutha by Cruthu

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Hanged for the black arts, taboo. Salem, 1692.
A non-societal man. Helped with the city's demands, but they all feared him and left him alone.
Marvelled at, shunned like a plague. Seen at all hours in graveyards, rumored he'd found the Philosopher's Stone.

Hanged for Witchcraft, and Voodoo. Salem, 1692.

His portrait up on the wall, eyes follow you down the hall...
...as we search, for what is unknown.
We were about to go home, pure chance in moving a stone.
Cache of knowledge, the Sorcercer 's tomes.

Books of Enoch and Eibon, and the Necronomicon.

A posse was formed, the property stormed, his home and possessions were burned to the ground.
Grimoires in play, they were hidden away, in what had become a burial mound.
Supernatural crime, of a traveler in time. Among the chaos a letter was found.

"Essential salts of animals, even those of man.
Virtual Ark of Noah, in ingenious hands.
Ancestor's ashes, scraped from the surface crust.
Black wizardry, mixed with human dust.

Can't stress enough to you.
Summon not which you can't put down too.
Our spirits entwine anew.
You are me, and I am you."

'Now I'll come and claim my prize.
Gaze through my descendants' eyes.

I don't have to be discreet. The transformation complete. I have raised him, now he lives in me.
You don't believe me, my friend?
I think you will in the end. The hour will dawn, and I'll be free.'

Hanged for Witchcraft, and Voodoo. Salem, 1692.

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from Athrú Crutha, track released September 11, 2020

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Cruthu Lansing, Michigan

Rehearsal began in spring of 2014 with intentions of creating a cohesive sound consisting of traditional and modern influences in the doom and metal genre including blues and heavy 70's rock. Our goal was not to reinvent the wheel, rather to create the music we wanted to hear. Hence the name Cruthu, Gaelic for creation. ... more

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