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The Storming Heavens as a Father to All Broken Bodies

by Soulers

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1.
The Leafless 21:18
My lungs are black, about to die The misery leaves me insane Your loud laughter makes my flow On the very ground and form a sea I had a dream, It was so cruel No one knows it, and you won't know it The coma I fell in left me with nothing Despite anything, I could escape Nothing can stop me from opening my eyes now My soul is paralyzed, but I'm still alive Depressed and hopeless, I still think of it now You won't come back and ruin my soul "Can you feel it? It's coming to me again. No one can cure my mind! No one!" This lullaby gave me a dram where I perfected mankind I can't resist the lullaby to wake myself again I can't wake up again Bring me back to my family I just need one last chance to live like I want to Give me one last chance I got myself back again So I can live my life I woke up from Hell to live a better life Look at my new behavior I feel so okay My coma is far away from me I'm now invinsible "Can you feel it? It's coming to me again. No one can cure my mind! No one!" This lullaby gave me a dram where I perfected mankind I can't resist the lullaby to wake myself again
2.
Lucrece 12:20
From the besieged Ardea all in post, Borne by the trustless wings of false desire, Lust-breathed Tarquin leaves the Roman host, And to Collatium bears the lightless fire Which, in pale embers hid, lurks to aspire, And girdle with embracing flames the waist Of Collatine’s fair love, Lucrece the chaste. Haply that name of chaste unhappily set This bateless edge on his keen appetite; When Collatine unwisely did not let To praise the clear unmatched red and white Which triumph’d in that sky of his delight, Where mortal stars, as bright as heaven’s beauties, With pure aspects did him peculiar duties. For he the night before, in Tarquin’s tent, Unlock’d the treasure of his happy state; What priceless wealth the heavens had him lent In the possession of his beauteous mate; Reckoning his fortune at such high-proud rate, That kings might be espoused to more fame, But king nor peer to such a peerless dame. O happiness enjoy’d but of a few! And, if possess’d, as soon decay’d and done As is the morning’s silver-melting dew Against the golden splendour of the sun; An expir’d date, cancell’d ere well begun: Honour and beauty, in the owner’s arms, Are weakly fortress’d from a world of harms. Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without an orator; What needeth then apology be made To set forth that which is so singular? Or why is Collatine the publisher Of that rich jewel he should keep unknown From thievish ears, because it is his own?
3.
The house burns down into ashes Into the night as I deeply watch Am I into some kind of nightmare I can't escape from here So dark and cold, I cannot move I'm stuck in this ice cube I'm waiting for your help, but you'd never come here now For many days, I've been freezed into this ice cube all alone Now free from this ice cube And searching for revenge I can't calm myself anymore
4.
I'll never be afraid of this misery Let me live here My ancestral visions are taking me somewhere I won't forget The world is not a good place to be if you suffer consequences Leave it all behind and live your life 'Cause I am the evil Christ Forget about the preachers who mistake you for a rebel of God Make up your mind, disobey their orders and take them on your side
5.
Around the trees, I weep and say my last goodbye to this cruel world I gaze at the sky to see my memories of my past days before I got lost I can't make it go, this pain tortures me The agony in me takes over all of me People hate me now, but I don't give a fuck The pain increases as I prepare to die The world is fine without me presence But you'll remember the time I spent with you I don't need you in my mind anymore You made me suffer this painful illness I can't make it go, this pain tortures me The agony in me takes over all of me People hate me now, but I don't give a fuck The pain increases as I prepare to die

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"The Storming Heavens as a Father to All Broken Bodies" is the fifteenth album by Soulers. In this album, I decided to showcase a more straight-forward death-doom style compared to others, wich will be abandoned in the next album. The album deals with a variety of themes such as depression, the fight with cancer and misery. The song "Lucrece" has an extract from a poem called The Rape of Lucrece (1594) by the English poet and playwright William Shakespeare.

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released November 16, 2018

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Soulers Saint Paulin, Québec

One-man Doom Metal band based in the depths of Saint-Paulin, QC, Canada established in 2016 by Dai Maō.

Bringing you the heaviest music since 2017.

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