Origen: E.E:U.U., Pittsburgh
Formados: 2013
Estilo: Black melódico
Temática: ?
Enlaces: Bandcamp y instagram
Miembros:
- Andrew C. Hart Todo
- Vale Nostri Moriens Spiritum EP 2013
- In the Midst of Scarlet Pathways Single 2014
- In Girum Imus Nocte et Consumimur Igni CD 2014
- Incipiunt Oblivionem EP 2015
- The Reflection CD 2018
- The Reaction: A Higher Form of Killing CD 2020
THE REACTION: A HIGHER FORM OF KILLING (2020)
Tercera entrega ya para esta one man estadounidense que en una primera escucha puede llevar a equivoco, ya que tanto por el sonido conseguido así como por la compleja musicalidad, resulta difícil de explicar que estemos, primero ante una one man band y segundo que sea un trabajo autoproducido. "The Reaction: A Higher Form of Killing" esta formado por once temas que en un primer momento y a grandes rasgos podemos definir como black melódico. Sin embargo Andrew se ha puesto las pilas en este nuevo álbum, madurando y trabajando cada tema hasta dar un resultado muy completo. Podemos destacar sobre todo la rica sonoridad que ha sabido plasmar, cada tema suena increíble, ofreciendo por un lado un sonido muy potente de batería, riffs con un inclinación hacia la melodía que beben del black y no renuncia a ciertas influencias death, siendo estas influencias death más presentes en el apartado vocal. Sin embargo "The Reaction: A Higher Form of Killing" contiene en lineas generales temas extensos que permiten interesantes, complejos y enrevesados cambios de ritmo dentro de cada uno de ellos, pasando de pasajes con un tono más contemplativo y mesurado en donde la acústica hace acto de presencia, en contraposición a explosiones de musicalidad con un mayor peso de la agresividad sin perder las influencias de lo melódico, siempre presente a lo largo de toda la grabación. Tenemos que añadir que Andrew no hace ascos a bajar el tempo de las canciones hasta casi lo indecible y aporta también algunos elementos vanguardistas en sus composiciones. En el apartado vocal se mantiene un tono entre agresivo y brutal, aunque cuando el tema lo necesita también sabe acercarse a terrenos más limpios. Si a todo esto añadimos alguna influencia ambiet en intros e interludios nos queda un trabajo que no podemos calificar por menos que sorprendente y muy completo. (7,8).
1. Departure of the Immaterial 01:40
2. Dancing to the Mellifluous Song of Sorrow 05:34
I drown this fear of knowing your body skinned alive
Pure bliss with knife edge showing - All white in mindless eyes
Start slow the lack of senses - Deaf heart pounds away
Illumination blinds the sky binding hands onto the earth
Trapped
Pummeling strike
Absolute terror
Pinned down
Inhale the scars of Templar and bite the hand that feeds
Venerating names of conquest and baneful righteous deeds
Call to the beast envenomed like flies encircling the black flame
Dance to the mellifluous sorrow (of life) ensnared in the dangerous game
Be the redeemer of wretchedness
Through dismantling defeat
Feeding flames of Abaddon
Abrupt in thy deconstruction
Tempted by coldest candescence
Siphoned through the hot intestines of damnation
Take the context out of the content
Seek not the approval of Gods
Now go... boldly or reserved
To receive what is deserved
To receive what is deserved
3. Execution of Death Wishes in Cold Blood 04:42
A crimson light trickles through the leaves across the field
The final flickering of night break
Alone I walk with silver shivers passing through
Eyes growing soft in gaze when searching inside
The night within the dawn
Cast further within beyond
Rediscover the old world
Within thyself
Voice of the depths beckons deep within the layered grey
Ageless beyond - within, without
Caustic winds strip the sunlight to pierce the heart
Lastly fall of sinless guilt - come forth, spill forth
The night within the dawn
Cast further within beyond
Rediscover the old world
Within thyself
Withdrawal, Withdrawn
Sucking the marrow of life inside
By swaying sword
Pendulum begs the swinging stain
Run forth, rush forth
Blackened sunset and 13 stars
Descend and Drown
Staggered in my covered curse
Through fog I can see the crescent moonlight
Footsteps of the life I am stalking
This prey fading slowly in the afterglow
As the night returns...
...As the night returns
Engorging radiance and absolute
A death wish in cold blood
And by the grace of the razor
I cut the line
Inhaling the opium of death
Inhaling the opium of death
4. A Culling Communion of Ash and Teeth 05:08
I know of all things past and future
Viper to my left
And the world will be your tormentor
Bound to a lonely death
Precipitous orthodoxy
your profile in the dark direction
left to decay relieved of your pride
heed my malediction
Brief is the light yet time returns
As if from the dead
You seek perfect love with divine vengeance upon yourself
Presiding over 40 legions riding the infernal savage
Brief is the light!
(lifeless discarded and left to gather dust)
Brief is the light!
(Wilted like a flower rendered lifeless and limp)
Brief is the light!
(Color seeping out replaced with ashen pale of death)
Fixed on your earthly naught
A fountain to nourish thy poisonous dreams
Collapse of fear - in legion
So complete in your slavery
My essence is my divine presence
Far beyond the dreadful sleep
Now to melt the sneering sun
My heart above and so below he's beside me
beside me
5. Beg the Sickle to Which She Binds (A Hedgerow Against the Grain) 05:50
With winds of sin thrown at my sails
Do you really want to know what makes me smile?
Does the reaper grin because he is close?
Or because he has turned the dial?
Will you force a deeper line
To fill some inside hollow?
In the end it doesn't matter
Because I will not follow
Everything pleasant in life is dangerous
No one dies a virgin
Life fucks us all
By will I have returned
And I've chosen my way
It burns so bad that it feels good
But at least I picked my pain
In this race against time
I'm told to live is to fight
But I would rather land upon my sword
Than fight for what is right
In my mind, we all live in heaven
Or we choose to live in hell
In this world of make believe feelings
I can hide behind what is real...what is real
I've always looked for the perfect life
I've taken all the paths to roam
But no matter the distance
I still end up coming home
You can't drag me down to a place
That is living deep within
You can't call my kettle black
or be already what has been
Love plans for tomorrow
And loneliness thinks of yesterday
Because life is beautiful
And living is pain
How can the rest live in silence?
And how can there be peace?
To those with voice opinions
Offense - A constant release
Between the sheaves of ashen white
The solitary lass kneels
She begs the sickle to which she binds
Only to feel
She draws deep breath and asks of death
Who will start this dance?
To which he kindly replies...
Just give me a chance
6. Feeding the Soil with the Ardent Burning of Cain 05:03
Choke on the black haze
The coal-soaked stardust design
Every fall step
Milking thy blood to feed the soil
...And the soil is fed
Ardent burning of Cain
Setting him free from this grave
Thrust of neurotic night
Dug up to the floors above
...What lies above, so below
Revival incarnate
Dawn of the blade
Sheer defiance
Swallowing into yourself
Tyrants shall fall
And the world will know the songs of freedom
Will you unbind yourself
In the valley of darkness
Be my unknown and flow like sweet wine
Reality transformed in perfect design
But I will remain a torch to the fuses
And I will remain - puissant deifier
As the Sirens make haste
Sound of the soul forsaken
These divine wounds
Beg for a taste
Incarnate revival
A sharpened blade of the dawn
Prophet of extinction
defiance...pure and swift
...Make it swift
7. By the Docile Touch of Plummeting Skies 04:15
Desolation feeds my vision in sleepless dead of night
Falling dreamlike motionless by this accursed sight
No hiding in the darkness whisper terror inside all ears
Devouring salvation - spoiled meat for hollow fear
When your righteous sky fell I was tempted by the night
You may have felt its morbid touch caressing down your spine
My senses grow dim as I am one with the dead
As radiance grows pale, to the ground I am fed
Panes of glass are shattering by lunar caustic law
Numbered, weighted and left wanting - feral night winds draw
Post mortal possession entranced the grand morbid delight
Myopic seed of sedition planted in the chest of might
He who takes this oath by land
Will swear to the God of truth
For these past troubles will be hidden from my eyes...
Restore these years which the Helminths have eaten
I come with a new name
The heart exploding - A pulsing putrid pile
Hear now the true word of Amon-Ra
Grand architect of the house and temple
Voice of the silent scorn
Anointed head - throne of Jupiter
Carved within idolatrous stone
O hidden one, king of Gods, lord of thrones...give breath to my wings
8. Homage to the Mortuary Effluvium 05:34
I love to huff formaldehyde
Inside these funeral walls
It seethes while it passes
As I feel the putrid stench burning for me
The Shovel exposes loose soil
Body prevented from the spoil
Fresh and fermented - All to roast
Yellow and infected - the undead oath
Recite your psalms within earshot
Of the deceased and the living
Assist me in decomposition
glutaraldehyde, Methanol
Wet me in your orthodoxy
Spread the seal of broken flesh
And the sweetest taste of decay
Enter the innards with vengeance
As the maggot hives give way
Steel and soil penetrating
Putrefaction venerating
I'm the skeleton inside trying to escape this flesh prison
Unconscious yet I am breathing
As my deep desires seething
Chassis worm-rotten trying to escape the flesh
Embalmed with you and yet I see
Your broken soul ingesting me
Death of my frame without death of desire
Wanton flesh, barren bones
Unburied skin that I call home
I'm the skeleton inside making love with my fate
The undead oath
Un-fucking dead
The undead oath
9. Obscurity Transcended Through Torn Flesh and Worn Spirits 06:38
Trapped upon the waves
By blade by switch by open seas
The martyr of everlasting strife
Stirring deep within, may God call upon me
Burning the echoes of your words
In the beauty of art and the sighting of stars
Alchemy of body, blood, soul and mind
Fueled by the flames of antiquity
By the shadows of the night
Into the starry womb
Give us this day our daily pride
Trample upon thy weakness laid still in feral tombs
For all Gods are my imagery
And nothing exists but to serve me
I gave birth to myself
In all forms I excrete eternally
Come kiss these lips
Like silent morphine
To froth at the mouths of iced enemies
Forgotten faces of death-worn stare
May the altar of impurity strip you bare
Bestowing the world of ire and woe
Forgetting not the places you'll go
As it summons men and brings you down
Through the swirling seething foam you will drown
...and drown you will
Decomposing tower
Lining, brazen lungs of purest plague
Still I crawl higher over the dying
Onward I push for life I am prying
orbiting the ego sun
Serving oasis of my soul
With my star falling downward
I disavow life and requite the keeper's toll
By the shadows of the night
Into the starry womb
Give us this day our daily pride
Trample upon thy weakness laid still in feral tombs
All Gods are my imagery
And nothing exists but to serve me
I gave birth to myself
In all forms I excrete eternally
10. Shedding Skin Under Cold Vestments 03:19
All will rise for the morning sun
As the cruel hands of fate are opened ar is won
All bow now for the bastard son
Ajna Chakra show me now - the divine one
In blackness forever I am entwined
Endless void of the devil's design
In darkness forever we are enshrined
Endless void of the devil's design
Swiftly turn this city into still graves
Sweep the masses of sanity's spade
Removed cover from mouths of new plague
Feel the thunder of life's failure
All have fallen for the morning son
Day star, son of dawn, shining one
Cast light into thee o bastard son
Rise and behold, be thee wise as serpents
In darkness forever we are enshrined
Endless void of the devil's design
In blackness forever I am entwined
Endless void of the devil's design
Through opened doors
On darkened wings
Hearts carved without souls to cling
Brimstone scorn without praise
wick of my psalm set ablaze
11. Truth Is Treason in an Empire of Lies 08:39
Here in life as in death
There is a guiding light
From within to begin
In the end we are cast aside
And I know the harder we go
The light will surely dim
Till the final click - flicking of the switch
We all know it will not be slow
What will you do when the snake in the heart of your opposer comes to burn your city?
The snake in his heart is the snake in mine
Eternal crusade in the devils chest
Are you privileged enough to die for the life you desire?
Or is the call for sacrifice too much to light your fire?
Will you cower naked in your den?
Or will you seek to find the source?
And cast them out!
Cast them out!
Here in life as in death
There are dividing lines
From within house of sin
Breeds from the sharp decline
And I know the seeds are sown
And serpent of fire consumes
All the promises and the bitterness
Etched into the calming doom
Gather your torches
Gather your men
Gather your wits now
Gather your kin
Kill all the thoughts of what must be given
Focus on what is to be gained
A dark heart is not born blackened
It is scorched in the flames of betrayal
Don't you know?
Truth is treason
In an empire of lies
Here in life as in death
There is a guiding light
From within born of sin
In the end we are cast aside
But I know the harder we go is where we already went
until the spirals cease
Dreaming of the beast
Whispering unrest beneath
56:22
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