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Cities of Mars

by Cities of Mars

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Darknight In awe of a band so talented like Cities of Mars is something I truly love. This band have just become the best band on the planet, conceptual ideology is so rare in crushing doom metal and here it's presented in planetary size heaviness. The riffs are huge, stunning vocals and unbelievable atmospherics. Cities of Mars is my AOTY, its that good! Favorite track: The Black Shard (Bahb-Elon).
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1.
As you drift into the far horizons twilight embrace While these sorrowful waters rise with the coming flood What you are carrying must never befall our enemies, hide or all is lost The Huntress waits on the far side of this ocean come between us Our time will come
2.
Buried alive By unworldly possessions Inside these towering graves Begging the dirt won’t blind us This is where dreams come to die Among promise and lies Enslaved in abundance Now left redundant The cracks in the walls the empty eyes Reflecting my withering soul Whispering city across the lines Trespassing worlds and time Buried alive By unearthly possessions Inside these towering graves howling spirits surround us carriage collecting the dead roaming inside of my head Ensnared by the idols false smiles of the icons The cracks in the walls the empty eyes Reflecting my withering soul Inside these towering graves
3.
I stand upon this island, a castaway of sand From withered bones an ocean, a howling storm Reading from the omens, I fled the scorn (The) work done by my hands, no one understands Burning tales of end times, world lost of form Prophecy of shadow upon these lands An unkindness of ravens, where we stand In fragments of time I hear your name As a whispered silent song In the aftermath when the towers fell In the ashes a broken picture frame a fire that burned so long In the aftermath when the towers fell I wonder who I am Madman or prophet? I saw the seven horsemen, riders from the dark I told of words of demons, voids of scarlet stone Now is naught but silence, our sins atoned I hollered from the mountains, in crowded streets I carried heeds and warnings, of flood and flame Lost in the wind, nothing left but my name An unkindness of ravens, where we stand Are we cursed to be ever blind? Shall we seek but never find? Will we make the heavens burn To live and never learn? I wonder who I am Madman or prophet?
4.
Tell me a story that makes me feel like home All I hear are whispers coming from the stone Talking to me, talking to me Write me a letter sent to a distant shore all my pages have been burnt and torn, but they are Talking to me, talking to me There’s a breeze from the tunnel above a bell is calling and the darkness is coming to an end Through the clamor and bustling of chains From the fiery caverns below The only thing that remains, is a Song of a distant Earth Bring me a candle, into the halls of earth a faint light, between these walls of dirt shining my path There’s a breeze from the tunnel above a bell is calling and the darkness is coming to an end Through the clamor and bustling of chains From the fiery caverns below The only thing that remains, is a Song of a distant Earth
5.
Burn the barricade, uprising of the hive no holding back the incoming tide storm the palisade for the reckoning days gathering storm for masters and slaves Casting off the irons, the mask upon our eyes planetary prison, end times of our lives Breaking the chains, a fire to flame the suffering years of struggle and pain Cinder and smoke, a dawn of no light Watching the flames so bright remaining ashes of white cinder and smoke, a dawn of no light Wrath of the Huntress, by our side shadow and starlight collide Underworld armies, a swarm from below The wretched will rise, we come for the glow Casting off the irons, the mask upon our eyes planetary prison, end times of our lives We live in the dark, the children in black As we run for the light, There’s no turning back Cinder and smoke, a dawn of no light Watching the flames so bright remaining ashes of white cinder and smoke, a dawn of no light Wrath of the Huntress, by our side shadow and starlight collide
6.
Under a dreaming sky, a maze an endless spiral Crooked streets where no one walks the whispering silence lingers below the faded stars under a dreaming sky The messenger arrives, On the last boat before daylight Secret names and knives, webs in the dark drawn tight We know where we must run Will the henchmen find us, our ciphers be lost come agents of the Eye with cleansing fire, Should the henchmen find us Writings that tell of an incoming tide blasphemous signs on the walls Poisonous words of an empire crumbling Those of the oath, in the shadows we hide heeding the unspoken calls, to send these towers tumbling Under a dreaming sky, gathering of spiders Twisted words entangled sparks The darkest of fires, like a moth to a flame under a dreaming sky The messenger arrives, on the last boat before daylight Secret names and knives, webs in the dark drawn tight We know where we must run Will the henchmen find us, our ciphers be lost come agents of the Eye with cleansing fire, Should the henchmen find us Burning streets of the Anur
7.
Reflected skyline, shattered by the rain a world so close yet so far away beneath a veil of light Lost in time, the memories The fog remains, the portal’s lost I hear them calling from the barren lands Whispers silent, telling me to choose the flame or despair How to see? How can I see? How to see? I fall apart, I fell so hard from grace into the darkest space, below these streets
8.
I embrace your storm through the caverns of your soul a deep and buried universe A long road have I wandered, the burden of the ages in my bones I am coming home I embrace your storm shed your darkened disguise, Your faceless gaze Bear this silent life, cast upon me as I stand before your halls To walk alone This circle of light, search of lost traces beyond is only night, secret dark places Have I gone too far, lost the path behind me? Have I gone too far? Cords and glass, in a thousand rooms the electric mass, a living tomb Sentient machines, a bleeding mountain heart Madness of my dreams, worlds torn apart beyond these howling winds, these rusted plains from the formless voids, invisible chains Sentient machines, a bleeding mountain heart Madness of my dreams Is there no return, am I too late? to make it back, through the shards of a black gate? I embrace your storm through the caverns of your soul a deep and buried universe A long road have I wandered, the burden of the ages in my bones I am coming home to this desolate place Illuminated weaver Dreams in restless sleep Cryonic ancient seal Sentient machines Mountain of Bahb-Elon, Lord of scars Madness of my dreams, the darkest star beyond these howling storms, these rusted plains from the formless voids, invisible chains Mountain of Bahb-Elon, Lord of scars Madness of my dreams Is there no return, am I too late? to make it back, through the shards of a black gate?

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Doom-sludge titans Cities of Mars return with a new album that's as rich in texture, blast-furnace hooks and vast atmospherics as one could desire. The band show off the evolution of their approach, varying tempos and layering and broadening their vocal delivery from clean and harmonized to guttural roars, but of course the riffs remain massive and crushing and the song concepts remain elemental and veering into the mythical and post-apocalyptic. Ripple doesn't always venture into sludge territory, but when we do, you know there's a good reason, and Cities of Mars continue to embody the best that the style can become!

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released May 20, 2022

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Cities of Mars Gothenburg, Sweden

Fuzzed-out sci-fi conceptual doom trio from Sweden.

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