Ísbörnaur by Jenö
Striking down by the unseeable force of gravity,
Is the unmeasurable weight of mile high walls of ice,
Cracking and breaking under the pressure of themselves,
And disintegrating into bits, only to melt away in times to come.
The deafening howl of winds expand the cracks,
Never to lose stamina during the tiresome task.
As they blow, the body of water becomes a raging mass.
Towering rouge waves clashing with one another,
Desperately absorbing each other’s energy.
Storms thundering above form supercells,
Creating spinning spirals of water vapour
And a myriad of powerful vortexes.
Unable to withstand the brute force of infinite strikes,
Melts the glacier leaving behind stretched landscapes,
And a never-ending network of diverse fjords, as deep as the oceans.
It is quiet now…life will never conquer this place,
The only remanent of these events,
Forever destined to roam these now peaceful lands,
Is the Ghost of Ice.
Tracklist
| 1. | Forming Icesheets | 5:43 |
| 2. | The Sea // Song of Sirens | 8:18 |
| 3. | The Glacier // Echoing Drops | 8:15 |
| 4. | Frozen Sound | 16:10 |
| 5. | Ísbörnaur // The Ghost of Ice - Part 1 | 11:55 |
| 6. | Ísbörnaur // The Ghost of Ice - Part 2 | 21:02 |
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Audiovisual artist with a passion for walls of sound and visceral textures, who is on a journey of exploring multiple musical and audiovisual genres. My art communicates through minimalistic, yet monumental soundscapes and atmospheres, juxtaposing different aspects of the human experience with our perception of nature, the built environment and/or their interplay.