THY FLESH

Origen: Grecia, Tesalónica

Formados: 2004, se separaron en 2005, pero otra vez activos desde 2011

Estilo: Black después de unos comienzos death, thrash

Temática: Esotérica

Enlaces: Bandcamp, facebook, reverbnation y Thy flesh

Miembros:

• Athan Batería
• Haemophillus Bajo
• The Cloven Hoof Guitarra y voces

Discografía:

• Concept for the Devil Demo 2004   
• Thymiama Mannan CD 2014

THYMIAMA MANNAN (2014)   

Han dejado atrás sus comienzos death, thrash y solo Athan como miembros de la formación original allá por el 2004 y ciertamente han sabido reciclarse y ofrecer un trabajo de black rápido, melódico y oscuro de calidad, uno más que sale de la escena Griega. Este Thymiama Mannan tiene una fuerte influencia del sonido black sueco de los años noventa, la música es brutal, los blast beat son atronadores y las guitarras se enredan en riffs imposibles, hay también un gusto por las melodías y no descuidan las partes más pausadas en ciertos momentos que permiten coger aire para la próxima embestida. The Cloven Hoof realiza un soberbio trabajo a las voces, de tendencia cruda y brutal la mayor parte del tiempo, pero lo suficientemente dinámica para adaptarse a las partes más lentas de su música y ofrecer algo diferente. La atmósfera que desprende este álbum es del todo inquietante e insana, con un pronunciado gusto por el esoterismo. Una producción cuidada permite disfrutar de todo el despliegue de instrumentación del que hacen gala para ofrecer un trabajo a tener muy en cuenta. (8,8).

Odium Records

1. Thymiama Mannan 05:05

  Thymiama! Mannan!

On forth the abyss

Enemy.. The Enemy is 2

White light is mercy

I am trying to let go…

EGO instituo Magus permaneo nox noctis. 

Ut videlicet ut EGO animadverto vos iam. 

Nos sermo. Quod nos infero!

Κλῦθί μευ, ὃς πάντων θνητῶν οἴηκα κρατύνεις πᾶσι διδοὺς † χρόνον ἁγνόν †, ὅσων † πόρρωθ᾽ ὑπάρχεις• σὸς γὰρ ὕπνος ψυχῆς θραύει καὶ σώματος ὁλκόν,

Thy sleep perpetual bursts

By which the soul, attracting body holds!

2. Final Nights 05:24

As I enter the temple of shapes Image turns upside down All I did was to enter Now they move by themselves Inverted Saint ignites Cremation of the Final Nights There is no room for faith in my world I burn, burn and burn them all Nimbus inverted with legs to the sky Not sacrifice but murder As they burn, they have a voice They talk to the floor. My faith for yours! Inverted life, Inverted world In the end I start nothing more Rise round snake Nobody speaks your tongue You burn my future truths In a parallel of my brain I stare at what I've done Invinsible, electrified A work of art-to hang a man I now grow out of my body One is copper Two is gold Three is murder Four ist tott Five for wisdom Six for serpents Seven is for excrements Eight is circle Nine is fuck Ten I carve the name of god VENGEANCE As I enter the temple of shapes Image turns upside down All I did was to enter Now they move by themselves Inverted Saint ignites Cremation of the Final Nights There's plenty of room for ash in my world I burn, burn and burn them all Nimbus inverted with legs to the sky Not sacrifice but murder Ashes to ashes, they yet have a voice They talk to the earth. My faith beats yours! Inverted life, Inverted world In the end I start nothing more. Rise round snake Nobody speaks your tongue You burn my future truths In a parallel of my brain I stare at what I've done Invinsible, electrified A work of art-to hang a man I still grow out of my body

3. Rape Magic 06:23

The ritual begins in darkness

Today the task is great. Must hold..

Not from without but from within

The first sign is here. I don’t recognize the mirror

Provoke me father for I have reached the unknown

This altar shapes the affairs of the world

Not human. The eyes in the mirror. 

By will- I am air. I am thy breath.

Thousands die in the process.

The books spoke of this. What they didn’t say

Is that I can do anything. Master forgive me.

So I burn all these books. Their time has come.

No need for stories. I have risen beyond.

Let the black spell fall upon my enemies

May they die in life and in spirit

Their seed!. wiped out from the earth

As if -they were- never born 

Moving on. His presence speaks! 

Time to shape the fate of the world.

The Books spoke of this. What they didn’t say

Is that I can do anything. Master forgive me.

The new arrival crushes the memory of the old days

Isn’t that always the case…

The honour to be part of the living mist

I can feel it in my lungs It’s here from bellow.

Each time a part of me dies

I can feel the eyes in my head

We are merged.

I have reached you. Beyond the devil

4. Bloodsong 05:17

THE BLOOD SONG! ...and when the angel cursed me and I gazed at the burning light of the sun then my eyes blocked all the senses And they both run red with blood So I took a chalice and I drank every last drop from this cup And me and God grew far appart Since God drank urine and I drank blood "He that believeth in me as the scripture hath said"! "Out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water" Somebody got it wrong why they can't understand? Communion with the desert God needs urine and sand! I look around me now And I see I am awake I open myself to the night But I need less light! So I go underground and I test the limits of the blackest sky Even there something flickered And satisfaction was unreal… Follow the song of the blood Not ONE of you will understand! The song of the blood

5. Temple of Absinth 06:48

I search for myself and find me in absinth walls Pale illusions Pale convictions. Dance away and fly away little creature Pray I don't find you in time. I want this. Time is illusion... I am illusion... To rape your flesh and tear out your wings Run and hide. Your beauty is mine. The Cult of flesh! We are blood! Poison and wisdom are one! The Temple made from absinth tears Feeds on judgement, memories, and fears I drown my will in toxic sips All creatures of beauty must die This is a warning to all who approach me even if they mean good or ill I care not for thy purpose I just rape beauty and dreams A curse of fear to all who listen The fairy mother is mangled in thorns Beauty sets my kind astray And thus the murders begin today Life is illusion… Thirst! Dried poison on wet throat I give my life to the temple of flesh raped and hanged she begged for death But noone listened... I am the specimen of the golden age I am the future And I am coming 

6. Silver Tongue Devil 07:20

 By the wings of creation! 

Through the vastness of bottomless seas! 

Here she comes sawing her seeds! 

As she whispers her orders in dreams! 

By the wish of the prophet! 

And the horns of atavist fiends! 

Shades of dawn and fools run! 

As they pray for the fall of the sun! 

Higher! Blood! 

And I offered her neck to god 

The end! The end! 

And the heart I keep for myself! 

What lightens, darkens 

By the godhead that rises in man 

The Blood path. Is Ageless. 

But faith eludes in Faustian faces! 

Higher! Blood! 

And I offered her neck to god 

The end! The end! 

And the heart I keep for myself! 

In the essence of the yellow 

Broken and undone 

She smiled at me 

As the devil smiles in heaven 

And the martyrs of the spirit 

Scan the horizon 

They seek the one 

As He hides in darkness 

I confess It seems to me 

The broken angel she must be 

And My fears come forth 

As The devil wins back his child x2 

We forever shall reign 

In the kingdom of souls 

Only death can rend the veil 

And it shall please the eternal God of the void 

Behold! The past authority gives leave. The circle rises. 

The mark I sign. The eternal mark. 

It is done. 

7. Extremity Unbound 01:56

No peace... The New Bible will come Between insence and bullets Cutting rapidly through the age of schizophrenia I declare this, by blackest sun: Knights and fools aren't we all?