III – September 3rd 2019
Our second EP, paradoxically dubbed “III”, was produced and recorded in Wild Cat Studio in Kragujevac, Serbia. At the helm of the production was Miloš Marković, who has a long-standing relationship of co-operation with the band and its members. „III“ was published on September 3rd 2019.
The major difference between „I“ and „III“ was, well – everything. To start with, almost all the members of Etherstone were replaced. At this point, only the vocalist remained of the original lineup. As a result, the core foundation behind the music had changed as well, allowing an entirely new sound to be formed. The idea of very different songs remained the same, however, and the EP brought with it a whole new set of ideas and approaches to songwriting.
Essentially, this new sound was much closer to what is traditionally considered Stoner Metal. Overall, it was also much closer to what the band originally wanted to sound like, and is probably a much better indication of what is yet to come.

Drowning in
I’m waking up, my head feels heavier than lead
I’m trying hard to gather my strength to get out of bed
I’m struggling to keep what’s left of my self-esteem
I’m wide awake, still waiting to wake up out of this dream
But NO! There is no escape from this reality
Nowhere to run, I’m stuck inside my own insanity
No one to miss me, nobody who would care about my fall
This inner turmoil, it’s making me wonder should I end it all.
I’m drowning in!
A pool of sin!
Demon within
Has taken my soul, and is dragging me…
Down, down, lower than low I go
How deep is this well
I draw my breath while standing an inch from death
Ready to leave, I wait for my funeral bell.
So many things, have happened to me, I don’t know if I can
Control the anger, depression and pain, since it all began
We all contribute to this world, that seems to be rotten
All virtues gone, the ways of humanity forgotten.
I’m drowning in!
A pool of sin!
Demon within
Has taken my soul, and is dragging me…
Down, down, lower than low I go
How deep is this well
I draw my breath while standing an inch from death
Ready to leave, I wait for my funeral bell.
Drown, drown, drown, drown.
Fields of Sorrow
It’s early morning, it’s 4 AM
I got to feed the horses, got to feed the hens
Sun isn’t out yet, I’m plowing my sorrow fields again
I’ve got no neighbours, for miles around
My only landscape is this barren ground—I got
Nowhere to go to, this hellhole is where I am bound
Working hard or hardly working
Not a single day goes by
When I don’t ask myself that Goddamn question
We plow our sorrow fields until we die.
Another morning, it’s all the same
I’m getting tired of this pointless game
So sick and tired of fitting my life inside this frame
Working hard or hardly working
Not a single day goes by
When I don’t ask myself that Goddamn question
We plow our sorrow fields until we die.
Robbed of your voice
The truth concealed
Your only choice
To plow the field
Internal Forest
The blackest night, no stars alight,
A path that stretches through the forest
The sound of leaves that crunch beneath our steps
Many have gone, where we are going
Intensive glares and silent stares
No other choice but to go forward
The hollow trees that take on shapes of beasts
Sinister presence that is hanging over
No more disguise,
Whatever lies in this dark dimension
You can’t deny, the truth is a lie
Beyond our comprehension
We see what isn’t there
A changed perception of our mind
We seek the truth, the holy grail
Which we can never seem to find
We searched the Earth, both far and wide
It was an errand for the fools
We set to find the holy grail, the truth
But we were met with ghosts and ghouls
No more disguise,
Whatever lies in this dark dimension
You can’t deny, the truth is a lie
Beyond our comprehension
We see what isn’t there
A changed perception of our mind
We seek the truth, the holy grail
Which we can never seem to find
What do you see?
Does your reality align
With all the lies that you believe
And all perceptions of your mind
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