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Aboriginal Death Song

by Dark Sinfonia

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Feet of the flying, and fierce Tops of the sharp-headed spear, Hard by the thickets that pierce, Lo! they are nimble and near. Women are we, and the wives Strong Arrawatta hath won; Weary because of our lives, Sick of the face of the sun. Koola, our love and our light, What have they done unto you? Man of the star-reaching sight, Dipped in the fire and the dew. Black-headed snakes in the grass Struck at the fleet-footed lord— Still is his voice at the pass, Soundless his step at the ford. Far by the forested glen, Starkly he lies in the rain; Kings of the council of men Shout for their leader in vain. Yea, and the fish-river clear Never shall blacken below Spear and the shadow of spear, Bow and the shadow of bow. Hunter and climber of trees, Now doth his tomahawk rust, (Dread of the cunning wild bees), Hidden in hillocks of dust. We, who were followed and bound, Dashed under foot by the foe, Sit with our eyes to the ground, Faint from the brand and the blow. Dumb with the sorrow that kills, Sorrow for brother and chief, Terror of thundering hills, Having no hope in our grief, Seeing the fathers are far Seeking the spoils of the dead Left on the path of the war, Matted and mangled and red From The poem 'Aboriginal Death Song' by Henry Kendall.

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The single 'Aboriginal Death Song' by Dark Sinfonia.
From the forthcoming 'Dreamtime EP'.

A dedication to the Dreamtime and the indigenous
Aboriginal peoples Of Australia and it's Islands.


Artwork features an image of the 'Wajinas'-which are
elemental cloud and rain spirits from Aboriginal beliefs.

Feet of the flying, and fierce
Tops of the sharp-headed spear,
Hard by the thickets that pierce,
Lo! they are nimble and near.
Women are we, and the wives
Strong Arrawatta hath won;
Weary because of our lives,
Sick of the face of the sun.

Koola, our love and our light,
What have they done unto you?
Man of the star-reaching sight,
Dipped in the fire and the dew.

Black-headed snakes in the grass
Struck at the fleet-footed lord—
Still is his voice at the pass,
Soundless his step at the ford.

Far by the forested glen,
Starkly he lies in the rain;
Kings of the council of men
Shout for their leader in vain.

Yea, and the fish-river clear
Never shall blacken below
Spear and the shadow of spear,
Bow and the shadow of bow.

Hunter and climber of trees,
Now doth his tomahawk rust,
(Dread of the cunning wild bees),
Hidden in hillocks of dust.

We, who were followed and bound,
Dashed under foot by the foe,
Sit with our eyes to the ground,
Faint from the brand and the blow.

Dumb with the sorrow that kills,
Sorrow for brother and chief,
Terror of thundering hills,
Having no hope in our grief,

Seeing the fathers are far
Seeking the spoils of the dead
Left on the path of the war,
Matted and mangled and red

From The poem 'Aboriginal Death Song' by Henry Kendall.

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released June 2, 2021

Recorded at Mandrake Studios Scotland Summer 2021

Lyrics from the poem 'Aboriginal Death Song' by Henry Kendall.

Mixed and Engineered by William Westwater.

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Dark Sinfonia UK

Dark Sinfonia are an avant garde macabre folk band formed in 2012 by William Westwater of Fear Incorporated,and and Stephen Curran from Sensory Savage. The band write songs themed upon folklore, the occult, darkness, magic and death.

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