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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released August 1, 2011

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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.

The Midnight Cadenza (2013) is a step deeper into the void, revealing a more intense and melodic barrage of sound.
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Track Name: The Terror of Genevieve
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
Track Name: Mother Death
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...
Track Name: Hallways Of Despair
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
Track Name: Symphony Of Dolls
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
Track Name: Ghosts from Antiquity
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...
Track Name: The Grand Design
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
Track Name: Countess of the Pale Veil
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
Track Name: Mask Of Needles
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...