Finally.
After seven years, thy will (my will),
shall be finally done.
The key has been her all along.
She is strong, but that won't last long.
Soon they will see that he has gone.
They'll give me what's been mine all along.
Even I grow weary of the wars we fight
so that we might reclaim what is ours.
I'll carve my name into the stars.
The might of the empire.
Even my best men begin to conspire,
but they can never know.
They can never know.
They'll never know.
Because I'll tell them.
These fires we set,
are to burn what we covet.
But the truth is that the siege I lay,
is not to the castles across the bay.
Adelaide.
Oh, Adelaide.
Though thousands of my people slayed,
thousands of your people,
lay with me,
Oh Adelaide.
Airships on the Water return with another LP of phenomenally textured post-rock, moving from tender passages to well-earned crescendos. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2022
The Dublin trio melds post-rock and jazz, adding electronic touches, for a signature sound that's energetic, spacious, and resonant. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 2, 2019