Citadel

by NE OBLIVISCARIS

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Enzo Stante Mother in heaven, this album shreds. The instrumentation is outstanding. The vocals are on point. The riffs are heavier than lead. The quiet moments are haunting. The violin sings its own tales of sorrow, anger, violence, serenity, and pensivity.

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vikingaxel This album needed to find me. I had a near death experience, and within it I heard this album as I wandered the black eternity. It is simply some of the most beautiful work out there. If it truly is the last music I ever hear forever I am completely satisfied. Favorite track: Pyrrhic.
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Igor Mokin Masterful, intricate, thoughtfully written and sincerely performed music. Honestly, only superlatives and unreserved adoration for this band. This music is able to devour a listener, to uplift and make them open to the beauty of the outer and the inner world. After listening to this album I often find myself in a state of acute mindfulness, heightened senses and openness to the world. This is music that moves and improves a person. Favorite track: Painters of the Tempest (Part III): Reveries from the Stained Glass Womb.
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Without a doubt NE OBLIVISCARIS are one of the international metal scene's most exciting new bands. Their epic, stirring arrangements are orchestral in feel; flowing effortlessly between cathartic peaks of the most explosive extremity to subtle moments of fragile beauty. With their new album 'Citadel', the wildly progressive Australian band will undoubtedly take their place in the vanguard of the genre's forerunners.

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released November 11, 2014

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Track Name: Painters of the Tempest (Part II): Triptych Lux
COME FORTH DARK HERALD
BRINGER OF LIGHT
BOURNE BY THE BURNING SWANS…AND HIS PLAGUE BREATH
CREATOR

OF THE DREAM COIL, A HALO ALOFT AS HANDS ENTWINE

PAINTERS OF THE TEMPEST, WITH THEIR RED HANDS
THE WORLD THEIR CANVAS
THROUGH THE MIST OF THE STORMGLASS...

AND BRUEGEL DREAMT THE ANGELS ABOVE
AS BOSCH DANCED IN EARTHLY DELIGHT

Angels fall...
Into the canvas
Reaching for the light
Heaven is empty
...and all the beauty is here

UPON THIS BONE PALETTE
THE SWAY OF NINE-TAILS
LAYERED LASHINGS OF EUPHORIA AND CHAOS
TRIPTYCHS UNFOLD LIKE WINGS
AS THE ARMS OF OUR FATHERS BEAR THE WEIGHT OF WHAT THEY'VE DONE
ANTI-MATTER-MARTYRS

Warmth of life
Where they sing of fire
Children's eyes... fore they all shine
As tears rise, oceans of flame billow
When all dreams lose hope...

AND BRUEGEL WEPT FOR THE FADING SUN
WHERE HAVE ALL THE ANGELS GONE?

Angels fall...
Into the canvas
Reaching for the light
Heaven is empty
As hell below
And hell below
Painted by ghosts

LORDS OF LIFELESS EYES
IN THIS GARDEN OF WILTED FLOWERS
VULTURES SPAKE THE MOTHER TONGUE...





MOVEMENT II: CYNOSURE - 07:21

Hear the children
Breathless sleep
Where they dream a new day
Echoing...
Oh when they dream
Ebb and flow...free falling
Beautiful and calm...
And fragile, and whole
Where they dream a new day
Through the coil they course and carousel
Echoes….
Hear the lost children
Hear the children sing
Through the coil they carousel
Within this stained glass womb
They sing with open minds...

WITHIN THIS  STAINED GLASS WOMB
THEY SEE WITH OPEN MINDS
THE EVENT HORIZON AND BEYOND


MOVEMENT III: CURATOR - 11:03

A WASTELAND SO BARREN, HAUNTED BY A SEA OF PALE FACES
THE CITY OF LOST CHILDREN, RAISING THEIR DEATH-SHROUD FLAGS
CAN YOU HEAR THE REDRUM POUNDING? THE HEARTBEAT OF MANY AS ONE...
CURATOR, FATHER…WHAT HAVE WE BECOME?
 
Radiance, blinding horizon
The brilliant sunrise
Their horizon, where they seize this life
Our children...
Painters, they are
They are, the change
Painters...
Track Name: Pyrrhic
PYRRHIC


OF BLOOD AND TIME WITHIN THESE VEINS
PULSING THE DIM, THUNDERING…
UPON THE PALE HORSES CRYING, SURREAL
BEKSINSKI'S HOOVES CASCADING HEAVEN
O BLIND FORTUNE
DARKNESS FAVOURS THE BRAVE, THE FALLEN…CARRION
BRING FORTH THE STARS AND TEAR DOWN THE SKY

BLACKEST SISTER OF EVENFALL
FROM EVENING GOWN TO ARMOUR
YOUR SKIN IS SO COLD…
ONWARDS, BRIGHT EYES AND GILDED HEARTS
WE RISE AND WE FALL
FROM FIRE TO ICE, BLIND IN DEFIANCE
WE RACE THE SUN…

O fortune, how long must we dirge to breathe life? How long?
HOW LONG?

BLACKEST SISTER OF EVENFALL
FROM EVENING GOWN TO ARMOUR
YOUR TOUCH IS SO COLD...

GLORIOUS TIDINGS THROUGH SACRIFICE
THE LONG HARD ROAD THROUGH HELL…AT WHAT COST?
PILGRIMS TO KINGS, OF NOTHING BUT PAIN
OUR HANDS ARE FULL YET OUR HEARTS ARE EMPTY

TO THE MOTHS WE PRAY, THE CRIPPLED CHORUS...WE DESPAIR
THE RISE, THE RUST OF ICONS, GODS OF DUST WITHIN US

BLACKEST SISTER OF EVENFALL
FROM EVENING GOWN TO ARMOUR
FOREVER OURS...

O fortune, how long must we dirge to breathe life? How long? How Long?
HOW LONG?

COLD, COLDER
GHOST LIGHT LIPS TRACE MY SCARS
SERPENTS OF THE EARTH, FEAST…MY HEART
I DECAY
COLDER, COLD…DECAY
Track Name: Devour Me, Colossus (Part I): Blackholes
CITADEL, OF HOPE AND WHITE FIRE
HEARKEN, A CHOIR FOR KINGS... TRANSCENDENCE
CROWNED IN TEETH AND SEVERED WINGS
IS THIS THE END OF THE FLESH?

My prison and my salvation

A CALL FROM THE VOID, PALE TENTACLES
ENTHRONED, ALONE, DYING
DOWN WITH MY DRAPED LEECHES…OH LOVER
MELANCHOLIA...

You fill my lungs
Am I undone?
Where I swallow the light
Drown me in your arms, so deep
Drown me in your arms   
ABYSSAL WYRMWELL
Fathomless…
DROWN ME IN YOUR ARMS...

ANATOMY OF SPACE AND TIME
GATHERED IN VEILED DEPTHS... DESCENDANT
ARE THESE GOD'S TEARS IN THIS PITCH BLACK TOMB OR THE PAIN OF MY MEMORIES?
OF ALL SUFFERING, AWAKE ARCHITECTS
THE MOTHER, THE FATHER, THE EYE
TRUMPETS BELLOW, THE RIPPLES TRANSFIGURE
WRETCHED AM I...

White eyes and blue lips, lover
Devour me...
Drown me in your arms  
ABYSSAL WYRMWELL
Fathomless…
DROWN ME IN YOUR ARMS...
Drown me in your arms   
ABYSSAL WYRMWELL
Fathomless...

A BURNING GAUNTLET HELD TO HER BREAST
IN HER ARMS THE PHOENIX LAY BLACKENED IN MOURNING
A PURGING OF ASHES DOWN HER HOURGLASS FIGURE
INSCRIBED ON MY HEART, -DEVOUR ME, COLOSSUS-

Scent of the earth
Touch of the light
Here, where colours collide
This blackhole ignites
My world in bloom

FLESH TO FLOWERS, BLOOD TO RIVERS
MY BREATH TO THE WIND
THE STARS STEAL MY EYES AND THE SUN SEARS MY MIND
THIS BLACKHOLE IGNITES
MY WORLD IN BLOOM
HERE I STAND, CITADEL…HERE I STAND...

HERE, WHERE COLOURS COLLIDE
THIS BLACKHOLE IGNITES
MY WORLD IN BLOOM 
Scent of the earth
Touch of the light
Here, where colours collide
This blackhole ignites
My world in bloom
My world in bloom  
IN BLOOM...