I never asked to be thrown
Into this strange hole
Cut away from the void
Night fell as soon as I arrived
Serenity was deprived
Shackles were deployed
I was at my best
At the time
When no one
Were watching
I could see
Eternally
But now
I’m trapped
Inside this maze
I have to find a way
To turn this night to day
Let go of mortal rope
Knowledge coming back to me
Can crush the fallacy
That all you need is hope
I used to be blessed
Devoid of a shell
That slowly is rotting
But blindness
Came over me
A massive effort
Can bring me home
I have always known
That I don’t belong here
Ordeals have shown
I should reside far from here
Inside the living night
In the time before breathing
I didn’t know I was leaving
But now I must return!
I have to crush this maze
With a certain prestige
So I can venture back
And take my place beneath.
Running in shadows
These pearls from beyond
Inviting like gallows
Breeding in the darkness
My staff of pure fire
Is ruled by no bonds
Like deaths sacred pyre
Gleaming in the darkness
Newborn patterns
Of ancient blood
Boil in the ether
Lanterns are rising
Out from the mud
Dance as they smother
Infernal embellishments
Attached with great care
Vibrates like a revenant
Altering the frame
My robes are of potent tears
Created by wonders
My aim shall be very clear
Like a burning flame
Notes like a spell
Drawn from the well
Pass through my flesh
Death into life
Six and then five
With shapeshifting lightning
In storms that embrace
The waves I am mining
Are waiting in grace
From eleven
Down to five
Death is born
Birth shall die
No rest when my work is done
But essence is freed
When threads are of gnosis spun
Merging love and hate
Now time will do the rest
Work for this cause
My will shall manifest
And harvest from the source.
Listen!
Something is coming your way
Explorers
Of every dark part of the map
Peasants!
Now you shall know
Why you crawl in the light
And tremble
As you hold on so tight
No more todays
As they tear through the night
Madness purveyors
Of perfume and steel
Beware!
They will come for your throat
Four princes
Sworn by elevenfold oath
Seduction
Achieved through destruction
Their storm is caress
Their fire breathless
Struggle
Is their goddess of love
No more todays
As they fly through the skies
Madness purveyors
Providers of perfume and steel
Golden scars
Cover their skin
With pride in their hearts
They erupt from within
Forever restless
Forever wild
Nescient boors!
Your sleep shall be over
As they burst through your doors
These iron-willed rovers
These froth covered lovers
Nocturnal emissions
Brings fuel to their flames
Inquisitive visions
Shall make you exclaim
With darkness bred
In immortal rites
On moonless nights
With blazing, crazed eyes
Like doves of war
They pierce and incise
Forever this night
As they tear you apart
Madness purveyors
Providers of perfume and steel.
I saw two horses
Eat each other last night
Their eyes spoke of battles
And love for their mutual spite
A violent princess
In yellow appeared from afar
And as she came closer
She fuelled their perpetual war
She beckoned the former
The latter dissolved into sighs
Like tears of Sophia
Its hopes became chained in the skies
One hundred and eleven flowers
Gilded enigmas
Placed upon my eyes
Shall calmly
Turn into dust
Show me
How to
Kill my gods
A rat forged in fires
Made waves that tore through the earth
The dragon lay sleeping
Awaiting a reason to birth
Silence was broken
Thunder in hearts came alive
Six scales of passion
In five upheavals arrived
And tore
It all apart
To make
Enduring art
One hundred and eleven flowers
Gilded enigmas
Placed upon my eyes
Will surely
Turn into dust
Lay me down
On withered leaves
Place the crown
In chambers of thieves
Before the day
Begins to break.
Out of nothing
Comes the keys
To the house of mysteries
Out of silence
Comes the cries
That shall put an end to all lies
Transformation
Is the goal
To turn every diamond to coal
Endless hours
Spent alone
Has distilled my true will from the unknown
In visions
Will is born
In actions
New shapes take form
To go through wonders
To split the night in two
Into action
Dreams must go
When all friends have turned into foes
In true balance
Chaos dwells
Knowing that heaven is hell
Dedication
And nothing else
Must be at the core of every cell
Obscure powers
Can be yours
Once the birth of three eyes is endured
In visions
Will was born
In actions
New shapes took form
To bleed in silence
To learn to love with hate
To see in darkness
To kill to live
To shape and build your fate
Vision
Will
Action
Can open all doors.
Into this passage
Treading this path
From flower to flower
Beheading with wrath
Young prayers uprooted
In soil raped at night
My will has polluted
These beings of light
With nothing held sacred
Indulgence in sight
Leaflets stripped naked
Stained by my bite
A gauntlet of lovers
Was shaped by my deeds
Defined by my memories
Abused by my needs
One after another
They've taken my bait
But I am the punished
Thus is my fate
For each sapling severed
I'll take one more cut
When forests are burning
All gates will be shut
What feels like a palace
Is merely a jail
By acts that look callous
I'll end this betrayal
And so
I must go
Through the thorns
And the blows
This gauntlet of lovers
Seems without end
But I shall endure it
This is no lament.
Dead, slow sand
Fall from above
Red, right hands
Tied in cuffs
Essence bound in forgery
Corona-crowned, mad ovaries
Potential kings
Are seized in here
In forward thrust
In cyclic rape
Demiurge lust
Obsessive drape
Sad existence parallel
With every toll on demon bells
Insane embrace
To crush dead space
“Hear me now!
I know
That time is no prison
I made a vow
To prove
That clocks have no rhythm
In my cradle
Before this mess
I saw beyond it
I learned to express
The inner works
Of all in this room”
The wheel has no limits
The wheel has no end
We’re all trapped within it
We have to transcend
Its forceful enslavement
Of fireborn souls
Before our flames
Are swallowed whole
Ancient mist
Blinding gloom
An iron fist
Forced through the womb
Pleasantries are but a myth
Once you sail upon this ship
Obey or fall
Within these walls
“Hear me now!
You know
That life is no prison
Make a vow
And learn
That death is no schism
In your cradle
Before this stress
You knew the way
To manifest
The inner world
Of lifes sacred tomb”
The wheel has no limits
The wheel has no end
I’m trapped within it
I have to transcend
Its forceful enslavement
Of all I hold dear
And break
Its grinding gears
“Do you know
What to do?
Can you tell
What you need?
Have you learned
To push through?
And run from graves”
I despise
All you are
All these lies
And the stars
And so this tale
Begins again.
about
“The Wheel” is the followup to Slægt’s critically acclaimed album “Domus Mysterium” from 2017. Songwriting began shortly after the recording sessions of “Domus Mysterium” (autumn 2016) and concluded not long before the band entered the studio in March 2018. Once again, Ballade Studios in Copenhagen were chosen as the place, where these new concoctions should be put to tape. The studio is still driven by Copenhagen based musician, producer and studio owner Lasse Ballade. Since the recording of “Domus Mysterium” the studio has grown in size and moved to a new, bigger and better locale in the same building, as where the previous version of Ballade Studios was situated.
All recording was handled by Ballade, with all main tracking and overdubs being finished within the space of 12 days. The idea to add strings to certain sections of songs made the band call upon Felix Havstad Ziska. A local musician, who handled cello, viola and violin on “Gauntlet of Lovers” and the title track.
Mixing and mastering were handled by Ballade in the same studio and concluded in the following months.
The seven songs on “The Wheel” were all put together and honed collectively by the band, with different members providing the main ideas and rough sketches. It was important for the band, to keep the essence of “Domus Mysterium” intact, but try to distil it and make the songs shorter, more potent, and full of bite.
Once again, all lyrics were handled by lead vocalist Oskar J. Frederiksen. The lyrics deal with topics such as: Coming into flesh, the union of music and magic, the ingredients of change and the limits of time. Some of them are more personal than general, and touch upon specific moments of transformation and fleshed out periods of unintentional (but self-inflicted) torment, as well as the growth, intent and essence of Slægt as a unit and creative brotherhood.
“The Wheel” is an album that showcases a band that has grown without forgetting, where it came from. A band that is hungrier than ever before, and who knows, that more is to come. A band that is called Slægt, who is way more concerned with personal expression and writing the best songs possible, than adhering to fashions and mundane attractions.
The cover painting (Udslidt by H A Brendekilde, if anyone is interested) and the music is in perfect alignment. So much sorrow, so much despair... Right from the start I can feel my soul wither away with each riff. Still, towards the end of the record I can catch little glimpses of hope in the melodies. A beautiful journey in the bleak reality of existence. vilmosomedve
The first 30 seconds of "Revenge by Fire" convinced me to get the whole album! It is a face-melting blend of speed and black metal, reminiscent of Hellripper! KVAEN is a Swedish solo project much like Hellripper but many known guest musicians helped J. Björnfot in his endeavor. Altogether it is really a solid debut album, I loved the melodies and the pace changes in the second half too, ending with a "calm" instrumental one. Well-done!! sachavonkarl74
Gaerea's first release of "Unsettling Whispers" was in 2018, and since, they dared define a "black metal" niche of their own, they dared to walk a new path and stir shit up a bit in the realm of BM, this album is a masterpiece and a milestone proving that it can be done, provided the band can pull it off, and they did, oh they did! Gloomy, dark, post-BM sludgy whatever, it's Gaerea, and this one belongs in my BC collection, the end. sachavonkarl74