“And though we can’t see what lies behind that veil. They’re there. 

Might, Myth, Metal, Menace.

Petals of wonder, an impossible world - in full song.

Until we close the chapter, ink on the page…

And shes folds like a sleeping flower - gone”

Rún’s edge-driven lyricism moves through the muddy waters of the human condition,

Where pain and love rest beside,

Where dark and light collapse as one.

With one foot in this world, and one in some other place...we journey into what lies beneath it all,

And if the festival gods have their say, an old keyhole may appear - just enough to peek inside.