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Roots

by Øn

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bethrezem I've been checking and checking every week when they will appear here. Great music i've been listening it on youtube way too many times thaks to atmospheric black metal albums. I had to buy it instantly. The instrumental part is bitter sweet, melancholic and delicate the voice is desperate and rageful, and this asymmetry creates a great contrast. I love the artwork too. Favorite track: Ephemeral.
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    Philip Paul: Guitar/Mixing
    Miroslav Cizmar: Drums
    Jakob Handrick: Bass
    Tony (until 2023 - EP "Roots")
    Siwa: Hurdy Gurdy/Artwork (from 2023),
    Renata Safina: Vocals, Lyrics/Artwork

    Ricco Schönfeld: Mastering

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1.
Roots 08:03
Lilac scent on rundown lands abducts my senses and ties my hands. Deep in my mind – nostalgia. I fear those voices, I have otalgia. Your reckless roots strangle my neck. I am out of breath. I can’t fight back. With closest view on barley’s fields My wounds are bleeding. They’ve never healed. And memories will pierce my heart, they chase me back, the curdle my blood. In second’s fly appeared new shoots on my forlorn-forlorn roots. Scream. Louder! Until your pain’s erased! Scream! Louder! Out of shadows you’ve raised! Your reckless roots strangle my neck. I am out of breath. I can’t fight back. With closest view on barley’s fields My wounds are bleeding. They’ve never healed! They have healed! They will never heal!
2.
Ephemeral 08:55
Our traces vanish in darkest hours No rain will weep on our grave. Our bones are weak and sins are heavy. We hide ourselves in far-off caves. We live, we die, we fetch our dreams In restless hurry despite of tears We break the bonds and ruin our lives without notice, without any strives. In silhouettes of our shades, we hide our pain and traits we hate! We couldn’t shout, our mouth was sealed. Our lives are gone, our stories unrevealed. With every breath our light is waning. We saw ancestors sail away. At fastest pace new worlds we raided and beloved people we betrayed. Where is this aim we searched in darkness? Why do we feed illusive fates? When our years fade in seconds like our bodies we desecrate. Our heart had broken into pieces by a mental anguish we were hurt. A life infested with diseases is sometimes a burden we deserve.
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Alive 06:51
Forced to be born, forced to live and strive, I am alone, a convict of this life. Rotten four walls are driving me mad Each day my mind recalls i would rather have never had. It easy to forget my wretched existence when i am out of my head and don’t make resistance. So much pressure! And so many lies! are in this fool's paradise. Poison flows through my veins, it is straight in my blood I don’t care for the reckless pain that kills me when its out. We all die and we all perish. I won't waste my time for aims I can never reach cause they will vanish Like myself for i am in vain. So much pressure! And so many lies! are in this fool's paradise.
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Sinner 07:47
Tumbrel with dozens of dirty poor souls is convoyed by hunters and followed by moles. It carries heavy burden of human hearts, which’re beating and sinking the moment their trial starts. Rumbles got silent. strange flags are in direct sight. And water's turned red. The blood was spilled last night. Humans are hustling restless around the cage. Their master is coming to show the world his rage – of this dark age. His face exposes bleeding heavy sores And eyes are empty; he takes what’s his with force. One nod, one gesture – the smoke is rising high And screams and prayers will never reach His mind. He is the sinner, the thief of creatures lives. The sight is turned dark, your will is paralized. He is out for blood, he starves without tortures. Opressor and tyrant, he loves the men he slaughtered. He is a showman, he is a psycopath. So fear his rage and even more – his mercy.

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released April 21, 2023

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