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Mother Death (2011)

by Scytherium

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    Mother Death (2011) was an exercise in nightmarish discovery. As the band's sound began to organically form, the final result of the recording sessions yielded an atmospheric debut opus with a very raw symphonic voice and bold musical statements. These seeds would grow further yet, to push Scytherium's sound to new and forsaken places and secure Scytherium's ability to self produce and create material.

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You can never return To the land of the bright Secrets you hold so tight From the land of the living Arch witchcraft, the power of doom The girl in the mist The shadow of night The magic of Satan You are my highest magic The beauty of death Chains of deception Hold you from flying above A land of fear The process is near To become a servant of winter An endless fight, ending tonight No remorse for the living You are my highest magic The beauty of death Chains of deception Hold you from flying above Take my hand, my pale, beautiful corpse My silent bride Together we avoid the sun Collapsing all faiths Enchanting my soul I see your eyes Deep and black with terror False revelations I use the eternal magics The forces of Satan Destroying the pillars Consuming my skin My own skin In the night sky I can hear her ghost in the darkness Sent through space and time To capture my soul In the night sky I can see her shadows Sent through space and time The voice of the final hour
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Whispers of pain, in the twilight dimensions Arcane forces controlling the darkness It comes in the night Dancing to my fears Time is eternal, never ending vortex Within the blackest endless void Captured by the darkest silence Unable to complete my mortal journey This winter that blinds, my future unseen There is no light, to touch my face Lost in a funeral, I can never escape To spend eternity in the hands of death Tormentor of darkness Born from the lightless dimension Thorn tentacles pierce my body To reveal my frozen blood Intense black poison enters my veins To corrupt the light that remains Lost in a funeral, I can never escape To spend eternity in the hands of death Lamenter of souls Queen of night, gives birth to evil Sounding the tortured screams Of a million angels She has returned to graves To seize the unclaimed Time is eternal, never ending vortex Within the blackest endless void Captured by the darkest silence Unable to complete my mortal journey Lost in a funeral, I can never escape To spend eternity in the hands of death Frozen children from beyond the grave Unexplained energies, reflecting our fear Swallowed by the night, never to be seen Suffer forever behind the curtains of death...
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I descend, endless labyrinth Entrances closed, entrance unknown Never again, will I see the face of the sun Am I still of flesh and bone? Creatures of the night shriek in darkness What have I become, lost in purgatory Covered in ashes from fallen angels On the empty path into shadows from nowhere Crawl towards the voice, the hallways speak I cannot scream In the heart of dark, I see ethereal gloom In the presence of doom There cannot be a pathway To the pit in the darkest night I see despair Covered in ashes from fallen angels On the empty path into shadows from nowhere I descend, cryptic whispers Malevolent ghosts, eternal thrones Never again, shall I feel the warmth of day Am I still of flesh and bone? Creatures of the night shriek in darkness What have I become, lost in purgatory Covered in ashes from fallen angels On the empty path into shadows from nowhere Crawl towards the voice, the hallways speak I cannot scream In the heart of dark, I see ethereal gloom In the presence of doom There cannot be a pathway To the pit in the darkest night I see despair Covered in ashes from fallen angels On the empty path into shadows from nowhere Why am I here? They`re watching me die Crawl towards the voice, the hallways speak I cannot scream In the heart of dark, I see ethereal gloom In the presence of doom There cannot be a pathway To the pit in the darkest night I see despair Covered in ashes from fallen angels On the empty path into shadows from nowhere
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Weeping from the darkness, above the stairwell Depressing echoes, from beyond this world Children, depraved, hungry for life Envy of the dead, wander never ending Mystery unfolds, revealing the dark Removing my skin, revealing emptiness Inside the nebulous void I return to discover my nature To ascend to higher dimension I forget the sound of the living The sound of the living Hanging from the shackles, not to be seen Parasites to my flesh, sucking my insides clean My wounds will blossom soaking in rotten blood Swaying from side to side, they die A masquerade of Satan, forever to explore Children of evil sing poems of darkness My end, my domination But it feels so right I've seen the next dimension And the dolls call my name This next sensation My insides rot tonight The sound of living I will never hear again Frozen angels of desire, call to me from your domain Inside, the nebulous void I return to discover my nature To ascend to higher dimension I forget the sound of the living The sound of the living
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Shining bright, the presence is clear From limbo they have come Specters from beyond Sounds of shattered voices call Stirring aether Tearing nether Spirit of night, take my hand Go to the chamber that holds my sins It can see into my pitiful past Releasing my darkness from chains at last A beast with ancient evil inside Between here nor there, it dwells in my fright Shining bright, the presence is clear From limbo they have come Specters from beyond Sounds of shattered voices call Stirring aether Tearing nether Spirit of night, take my hand Go to the chamber that holds my sins Sins It can see me, wherever I go A secret power from domains below... Shining bright, the presence is clear From limbo they have come Specters from beyond Sounds of shattered voices call Stirring aether Tearing nether It can see me, wherever I go A secret power from domains below...
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Beyond the graves you have become Transfixed on the image of the serpent There is no turning back You will never reclaim your past You are no longer filled with breath There is no turning back There is no reality No purity No light Inside, the grand design Of the mind There is no reality No purity No light inside, the grand design No time Reflections of demons Inversions of a long lost misery Transcendence reborn Dragged down to the bottom of the storm There is no reality No purity No light Inside, the grand design Of the mind There is no reality No purity No light inside, the grand design No time There is no reality No purity No light inside, the grand design Of the mind
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I walk forward A corridor stained With death and demise In the dark Screams from a dead throat Crying my name She is the countess A ghost of suffering and death Beneath her white veil Lies only empty sockets And rotting flesh She is the demon That haunts these halls eternally Skeleton hands Shrieks of horror Coming for me The Countess, of the pale veil I walk forward Vile chambers of Carnage and terror In the gloom A woman in a pale dress Blood stained and dead She is the countess A ghost of suffering and death Beneath her white veil Lies only empty sockets And rotting flesh She is the demon That haunts these halls eternally Skeleton hands Shrieks of horror Coming for me The Countess, of the pale veil Crippled by the gloom Her corpse stands over me Neither dead nor living In these corridors she hunts Lost and helpless souls Feed her fathomless hunger The countess laughs at me Staring with her empty eyes In a sea of pain, I watch the chains disappear The spirit is near, it's flying My end is near Her cold hands touch my face She wails in pain and pleasure Peeling the flesh from my body I cannot escape the spirit's grasp, I turn to ash The pleasure of the night, I collapse in fright
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Stolen from nightly chambers Taken to a place of sin Condemned to a godless garden Nothing grows but hatred and mourning Forge a mask, black as death Filled with tears The tears of angels Adorned with thorns, needles, and blades That will pierce her hollow shell Bring me the mask, the mask of pain So she will know, no innocence Her weathered dress, torn and white Red with her inner nectar Screams of silence escape her lips As blood falls to the earth And then they watch as sin unfolds As the beasts of the past take control Manifesting inside new flesh The white of her eyes fill with blood Bring me the mask, the mask of pain So she will show her true form Tied down to a bed of nails The darkest hours now prevail Minion of beauty, the lost purity No longer can she fly to heaven in the sky Tied down to a bed of nails The darkest hours now prevail Minion of beauty, the lost purity No longer can she fly to heaven in the sky Heaven in the sky, do you ever wonder why? The pleasure of pain and agony Children of our own insanity The pleasure of pain and agony Bring me the mask...

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Mother Death (2011) was an exercise in nightmarish discovery. As the band's sound began to organically form, the final result of the recording sessions yielded an atmospheric debut opus with a very raw symphonic voice and bold musical statements. These seeds would grow further yet, to push Scytherium's sound to new and forsaken places and secure Scytherium's ability to self produce and create material.

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released August 1, 2011

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Scytherium Orlando, Florida

Mother Death (2011) was an exercise in nightmarish discovery. As the band's sound began to organically form, the final result of the recording sessions yielded an atmospheric debut opus with a very raw symphonic voice and bold musical statements.

The Midnight Cadenza (2013) is a step deeper into the void, revealing a more intense and melodic barrage of sound.
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