The elders gather in the fall
Pay tribute to the dead prepared for burial
No bended knee
No king above me
No priest contrived to hold us down
No genuflection
We stand unbound
None self-ordained to wear a crown
The day’s long path wound into night
Old stories say the hunger's flames were set alight
And fallow fields long left behind
The ancient journeys carried in our mind
And thanks we give for harvest grain
We tied together in both triumph and in pain
No bended knee
No king above me
No priest contrived to hold us down
No genuflection
We stand unbound
None self-ordained to wear a crown
Below the mountain spilling fire
Ancestral revelry, voices raised choir
And at this crossroads did so build
This city’s walls, and fields equally we tilled
And so united do we strive
Only as equals will we prosper and survive
No bended knee
We stand unbound
None self-ordained to wear a crown
Solid and consistent rock album. However, there are not enough defining moments or variations in style (both vocally and instrumentally) to sustain my interest for long. I struggle to recognize the song I’m listening to because they all sound so much alike. That being said, though, the band does what they do well. I just wish there was a bit more creativity. The guitar solo in Crying of the Wolves is pretty cool. 6/10. Alrihkh
A mind-bending psychedelic rock opera with the songs to match, “Xafyre Dynasty” has its controls set for the heart of the sun. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 24, 2022