2019 release. It takes only a brief immersion in the heady synth-led beauty carved out by Örnatorpet on Hymner FrĂ„n Snökulla to reveal the reason why such dungeon synth epics are so perfect for the onset of winter. As the dark nights draw ever nearer and the cold winds blow their mournful eyries one's life becomes more introspective. Longer are those spells curled up, perhaps by the fire, lost in a literary world as you read into the night; longer can the mind be free to wander and stronger is the urge to cross over to fantastical worlds carved in sonic beauty by minds like the Swede of Örnatorpet.
2019 release. It takes only a brief immersion in the heady synth-led beauty carved out by Örnatorpet on Hymner FrĂ„n Snökulla to reveal the reason why such dungeon synth epics are so perfect for the onset of winter. As the dark nights draw ever nearer and the cold winds blow their mournful eyries one's life becomes more introspective. Longer are those spells curled up, perhaps by the fire, lost in a literary world as you read into the night; longer can the mind be free to wander and stronger is the urge to cross over to fantastical worlds carved in sonic beauty by minds like the Swede of Örnatorpet.
612608806917

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Format: CD
Label: NORDVIS
Rel. Date: 01/04/2019
UPC: 612608806917

Hymner Fran Snokulla [Limited Edition] [Digipak]
Artist: Ornatorpet
Format: CD
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DISC: 1

1. Preludium - Gryning
2. Över Frusen Mark - I
3. Över Frusen Mark - II
4. NÀr Gnistrande Snöflingor Falla - I
5. NÀr Gnistrande Snöflingor Falla - II
6. MĂ„nen Vandrar Sin Tysta Ban
7. Snön Lyser Vit PÄ Fur Och Gran
8. I GlÀnsande Skare Kring Knottriga Enar
9. Älvorna Dansa Över Isen 1
10. Postludium - Midnatt RĂ„der

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2019 release. It takes only a brief immersion in the heady synth-led beauty carved out by Örnatorpet on Hymner FrĂ„n Snökulla to reveal the reason why such dungeon synth epics are so perfect for the onset of winter. As the dark nights draw ever nearer and the cold winds blow their mournful eyries one's life becomes more introspective. Longer are those spells curled up, perhaps by the fire, lost in a literary world as you read into the night; longer can the mind be free to wander and stronger is the urge to cross over to fantastical worlds carved in sonic beauty by minds like the Swede of Örnatorpet.