We began as echoes—singing the songs of the lost, paying tribute to voices we adored.
But now… we burn our own lantern.
Lover’s Lament is beyond thrilled to announce the release of our first original album, Mourner’s Lantern, under the independent metal arts label Riffuge. No more cover songs. No more borrowed ghosts. This is us—raw, aching, thunderous, and unafraid.
🔗 Watch it now on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ed9-qZ8ijiQ&list=RDed9-qZ8ijiQ&t=1s
🎧 Headed to DistroKid today — and soon available on all major streaming platforms.
💿 About the Album – Mourner’s Lantern (CD 1)
Mourner’s Lantern is the first volume in a double-album requiem—an offering of sorrow, rage, and fragile beauty forged in candlelight and ruin. Blending baroque folk, gothic doom, and symphonic metal, the record journeys through grief, memory, and the sacred burden of love that refuses to die.
Led by composer-violinist Verena Morrow, the collective layers classical strings, plucked dulcimer, and antique harpsichord with crushing doom riffs, cinematic choirs, and devastating dual vocals. Each song is a requiem steeped in velvet and rust: Verena’s soaring soprano mourns with grace while Julian counters in blackened screams and growled anguish—two lovers divided by death but bound in sound.
This is a record shaped in loss, performed in devotion, and lit with the only thing strong enough to survive the grave: music.
🎻 Our Deepest Thanks
This record would not exist without the tireless passion of a few souls who stood in the shadows with us:
- Sam Nolan Carter – For engineering, mixing, and capturing the echo in our bones.
- Vincent Krell – For production vision and unrelenting support when our hands shook.
- Lily Mason – For guiding the post-production process and breathing light into the silence.
You are part of the lament now. Forever.
This is just the beginning. Our shadows are stirring, and more is coming.
Until then…
Light your lantern.
Sing your sorrow.
And never forget: Love never dies. It screams.
– Lover’s Lament 🕯️
Just listened to Mourner’s Lantern front to back with the lights off and a candle burning—absolute chills. Verena’s violin tore right through me and Sabrina’s voice feels like it’s singing from another lifetime. This isn’t just music. It’s ritual. Can’t wait for Thorns Upon the Crown—you’ve found something truly timeless here. Thank you for giving sorrow such beauty.