The sound of a cat's footfall and the breath that the fish would draw
The spit offered from the birds and bear's sinews, still unruptured
The beards of the women, the roots of a mountain
Bind the wolf in the ribbon
Hold me when the world ends
Tell me where I go when I die
Its jaw will stretch to the clouds and reach back down to the ground
We will hear that wolf's cry while the snake poisons the sky
We'll know it's the end of days and go to war anyway
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023