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Die modern angehauchten Epic-Doomer KHEMMIS zeigen vorab ihr Animationsvideo zum Track ‘House Of Cadmus’, der sich auf ihrem im November erscheinenden vierten Album “Deceiver“ findet.

Sänger und Gitarrist Phil Pendergast sagt über den neuen Song:
“’House of Cadmus‘ represents the lowest emotional point on Deceiver. In it, we explore the seat of our deepest fears, the anchors that we drag behind ourselves for our entire lives. It is also maybe the most important song for me, personally, in our entire catalog. With it, I cut away the chains that have long held me captive and offer an invitation for everyone who hears it to do the same.
We are all weighed down by some aspect of our lives: addiction, abuse, mental illness, fear, regret, and shame, to name a few. These traumas distort our views of ourselves, of each other, and of the world around us. But these are merely stories we tell ourselves, and no matter how all-encompassing they may feel, these stories cannot define us.“

 

Videostream:

https://youtu.be/Sd9piVecSAw

 

Lyrics:

Bloodline fallacies

Wreathe the soul that I call who I am

Lead on while ravens watch

Hungrily eyeing their prey

In a forest drenched in haze

Endlessly barring my way

 

Threads become stained

Weaving thoughts into blades

That cry for release in the night

A protector’s song

By the bard of barbs

Damning each breath that we take

The curse in my veins

 

[Hutcherson Solo]

 

This is the spectre that crawls through my dreams

Blasphemy born in my marrow

A lineage broken and torn at the seams

Now stripped down and chained

I burn the remains

 

Threads become stained

Weaving thoughts into blades

That cry for release in the night

They’re a jailor’s song

Of abuse in its arms

And fears that I’m bound to this fate

The curse in my veins

 

I repent

 

I see the machinations of torment glowing beneath the moon

With mouths of broken glass they rend my flesh and herald my doom

 

Cleave the body from my former

Render the past incomplete

I would end this to disown it

Leave it bleeding by the sea