THIS GIFT IS A CURSE

Origen: Suecia, Estocolmo

Formados: 2008

Estilo: Black, hardcore, sludge

Temática: Misantropía y odio

Enlaces: Bandcamp, facebook, itunes y myspace

Miembros:

• David Deravian Guitarra
• Johan Nordlund Batería
• Jonas A. Holmberg Voces
• Lars Gunnarsson Bajo
• Patrik Andersson Guitarra y voces

Discografía:

• Demo 2009 Demo 2009  
• The Gift Is a Curse EP 2010  
• I, Gvilt Bearer CD 2012  
• Hexis / This Gift Is a Curse Split 2015  
• All Hail the Swinelord CD 2015
• This Gift Is a Curse / Seek Split 2017
• A Throne of Ash CD 2019

ALL HAIL THE SWINELORD (2015)

El último trabajo hasta la fecha de los suecos es un álbum complejo en donde podemos destacar por una parte la agresividad y dureza de las voces en claro contraste con la parte musical, mucho más intensa y por momentos repleta de melancolía. "All Hail the Swinelord" es un trabajo directo y repleto de agresividad en donde los suecos se adentran en un black bastante crudo y claramente influenciado por elementos del hardcore y del sludge, logrando un sonido bastante actual sin olvidarse de elementos más clásicos. La calidad de las composiciones está fuera de toda duda y elementos como la batería de Johan dejan buenos momentos así como los acertados riffs de guitarras y ciertos elementos atmosféricos añadidos en temas como "Askrådare", encargado de cerrar el álbum y abrir el sonido de la banda hacia otras influencias. Pero sin lugar a dudas como elemento representativo están las voces que de una manera contundente se erigen en nexo de unión de todas las composiciones, sin apenas concesiones en su agresividad en todo en álbum. Seguramente "All Hail the Swinelord" no sea un álbum que permita apreciarse desde la primera escucha, sobre todo debido a a su complejidad y ciertos elementos disonantes, pero una vez que el oyente comience a sumergirse en él y apreciar la calidad y complejidad de las composiciones se topará con una obra muy de su agrado.(8).

Never Dead

1. Swinelord 03:38

Oh / I will be this storm / To carve up all wounds / Oh / I shall travel with this pain / You son of Azrael / In thy mark I shall be / And I will be thy deacy / And all that I am - I am because of Him

All hail the Swinelord / All hail - All hail / I will Swear this oath / All hail - All hail I will be the face soulless decay / All hail - All hail / I will become a true force of neglect / All hail - All hail

(Hear then the oath) “Witch-moon of blood and sinew: A dying star of no remorse / Swollen body up in ebb and flood A poisonous vessel to wash up on shore or sleep safe in an ocean bed” Oh Swinelord can your hear their cries / No acceptance of fate - nor fall

So swear this oath! / I am where you´ll be / Unsinged to Fate / I am what you´ll be An insurgent of Fail / I am what I am / In the unseen light

All hail the Swinelord / All hail - All hail

2. New Temples 03:31   

Oh / Deliver me / Drag me out from the mass / Forced upon an oath as the memories will always follow you / The crown is upside down / From the dying light like dust in the eyes / This is my God

We´ll rot in hell / Over and over again / Whatever the river does with my soul / Below - we outshadow the sun / Oh alive for a lie / (Here) pain is Order

Turn the rivers black / Let the poison venture / Turn the rivers black/ Let it venture Turn these hearts black / And We will follow / Turn this heart black / And He will follow Turn these rivers black / Like it was foretold / Turn these hearts black / Light the flame

3. Rites 05:54

  We will be like the wolves / We will be traitors hiding among the unsaved We will be the carriers / With words ever unsung / What was hidden inside will now crawl out

Rites holy rites / I bleed out from the scar of our dying world

Rites holy rites / Baptized my soul in His scarlet mass

Rites holy rites / Where Death is certain…

Rites holy rites / … life will mean nothing at all!

You are a lost flock / There will be no aid / No white shepherd / (this is) No worship - this is war

Break away from the heard / Bash in their doors torch down their halls Break away from the heard / Sweep all traces / Cut through the mist Break away from the heard / Bash in their doors Break away from the heard / Cut through the mist Break away from the heard / Torch down their halls Break away from the heard / Sweep all traces

4. XI: For I Am the Fire 08:27

  Fire / Oh set fire to these fields

For Iam the carrier of the torch - The lurid scar

Safe and distant I stray from the path

As fires hides in the smoke / I can’t tell day from night (IIII) I crawl through the ashes with the key in my hand Over the threshold / I reach out and touch His crown

I long for your void and I envy the silence of Your unforgiving embrace The greatness of nothing / the greatness of Your abyss / So I stray from the path - right into Your arms

Take this vain sacrifice / Open the doorways Let me adore you through the everlasting night… After the 11th hour / I give into You And after all; we live in a dream After all; you´re the only escape And after the 11th hour / I give into You

5. Hanging Feet 07:57

  By God / Mark these words: We are falling

I Follow the Serpent into the Garden

I pour poison onto the trail / A misplacement of Purity

You nailed your savior to the cross and sealed your fate/faith with sharper swords

So I left my heart on the other side / I left your god on the other side

So mark these words: Oh / Now I see it - Only death is real

You know I will keep my soul / You know I will keep my soul

You know I will keep my soul as you will lose it all - I was never here at all Dark father / Take us home

6. Old Lies 03:59

I be the truth / With all teeth fixed in Disciple of bitterness / The inhere of the blackest of Light I be the lies / Within the holiest of scripts Guardians of the fall / Keepers of venomous faith We breathe fire into these dead words We keep your secrets safe in the abyss We breathe fire into these dead words We keep your secrets safe in the abyss Bring down fire from the heavens / You inducer of undying shadows Bring down fire from the heavens / You bellwether of absolute night I will be your will / The Hand that turn the knife Disciple of serpents / Charmer of the purest of dark I be the end / Believe me when I claim: “I will be no lie - as I will never speak the truth” Within deceptive thoughts / Deceptive thoughts 

7. We Use Your Dead as Vessels 04:32

  Truth is dead / And death never rode in on a fucking pale horse

I am guilty / For unmasking the whole masquerade

Oh, so what will be will now be

They have been feeding you withered lies and grey matter

To keep you still / Beneath their towers and inverted crowns

To serve their light / To harvest their fruit / To suffer in silence

So be still and pray while I dance to these songs of blood

When we fall from light / Hear the choirs numb

And everything you believe will mean nothing at all

When shadows gather / Embrace the dark

And everything you believe will mean nothing at all

When shadows gather / Embrace the dark

What you believe will nothing mean / When shadows gather

I have no desire / I have no domain

I now see what I cast And I can´t flee nor redeem

Pain - I take what I found

Pain - Is all I can be

8. Askrådare 11:11

“I sorgedräkt jag går / Utan sol / Utan ljus / Jag har blivit schakalers broder / Blivit de smutsigas anförvant / Min harpa tjänar bara till sorgelåt / Min stämma är mitt klagoljud / Och jag har glömt vad lycka är / Jag har glömt” Bränn det du en gång tillbad / Tillbe det du en gång bränt Nu tar jag det tillbaks / Se mig ångra allt Men allting är försent / Det var alltid för sent sådana som oss / Så jag bränner allt som jag en gång tillbad / Tillber det jag en gång bränt Svär på allt som heligt var - för den som inget heligt har Nu tar jag det tillbaks / Se mig ångra allt Nu tar jag det tillbaks / Se mig ångra allt Men allt är försent / Det var alltid för sent för sådana som oss Så jag bränner allt som jag en gång tillbad / Jag tillber det jag en gång bränt “I sorgedräkt jag går / Utan sol / Utan ljus Jag har blivit schakalers broder / De smutsigas anförvant / Min harpa tjänar bara till sorgelåt / Min stämma är mitt klagoljud / Och jag har glömt vad lycka är / Jag har glömt vad lycka är / Jag har glömt vilka vi var / Jag har glömt vad livet var…” Bränn det du en gång tillbad / Tillbe det du en gång bränt / Nu tar jag det tillbaka / Se mig ångra allt / Jag ångrar allt / Men allt är försent / Det var alltid för sent för sådana som oss Så jag bränner allt jag en gång tillbad / Jag dyrkar det jag en gång bränt Jag det tillbaka / Se mig ångra allt / Jag ångrar allt Men allt är försent / Det var alltid för sent för sådana som oss Så jag dyrkar det som finns kvar i askan / Så jag dyrkar det som finns kvar oss Jag det dyrkar det som finns kvar av oss / Det som finns kvar av oss / I askan ...

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