Nativity of Ashes

by Blodtåke

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H.L. BLODTÅKE live in the deep and misty forests between Black Castle, Death Village and Gothic Abbey. From there they start their overwhelming raids, sometimes to this neighbour, sometimes to the other, always picking up a lot of precious things. When the raid is over, no witness will forget that quickly. Everybody who enjoys energetic dark and heavy metal with just the right portion of catchiness and fine melodies has to check this great album from my neighbouring town out! Favorite track: Hope.
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tenacious_jb Killer album! Energetic black metal with just the right amount of melody and Death Metal in there. Great capturing atmospheres that make it absolutely impossible to sit still when listening to this thing.
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pappadieter Jungs, das Album ist saugeil. Freitag Abend habt ihr mich ja auch restlos überzeugt!
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Verhoeven koen this album is a smacker! Black melodic but also hard and loud with damn good lyrics! the more you listen to it, the more it gets into you. I recommend this one to everybody who likes good metal with a black edge! Favorite track: Elapsed.
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Adust I behold the beautiful lustre As luscious scents pervade me almost painful The frequent moaning from the basement Drowns the estival euphony - And welcomes me back home It welcomes me back home Another day exsanguinates into nightfall And sunlight greets these open wounds Now that I'm staring at the stars that are no more Don't wake me, I can no longer bleed Amorphous I pace in forlorn chambers No room to hide in this seclusion Fear paves that way so dissonant Again I feel crippled by my thoughts I am crippled by thoughts... The harboured truth now spoken All words a waste of silence For they will all fail to sustain - Only frost permeates me constantly… I’m praying for a change But there’s no charity for the utmost failure I untread my way Back to the solace you bestowed To heal those wounds that became mine But I came back numb How I wished you could help me, Help me understand Beneath the white light I'll remain again Forever to atone Ever since eternity bygone
Familiar screeching from afar bloodcurdling through the marrow Fierce desires melting fast that pergelisol barrow Strain hardened and divided I imagined this heart dead From a vacuous exorcism scorched earth became wet Your dulcet scent of winter and greed direct my way I pace with speed relighted to end this endless prey Lacerated lambs uneaten - all these ways behind Deplorable waste of products - it wasn’t meant unkind Surrounded by a cloak of night I watch your useless kill So ardent and seraphic you leach out faith and will Can’t you see we are already dead? I know you know, your eyes do show Unthralled there is no more dread It is our last embrace, a monument in tar Suspire reveals my presence, you desist from perished meat Entrancing is your countenance, maddening soars the heat Your sensual frost released me, distracted with sweet pain As we fall into each other, this lewdness feels so sane Unwombed into sunlight, on the brink of the glade You beg for salvation, please hand me the blade I will hold your hand when this is done Forget what we had and what we were And return to where it and all began To become sleep again
No decade passed since the first light of day Eyes lined with mortal fear search for a familiar hand With every strike the skin bursts at a new spot Streams of urine and blood run down the legs At last, beholding her face, it wasn’t hers anymore Not understanding what they are doing to her While they grunt and slaver, he hears her plead for his life Until her final cry Until her final cry Lys i mørket Slutten er her Jeg føler det - Noumenon Jeg ser det - Phenomean Lys i mørket Slutten er her Jeg føler det - Noumenon Jeg ser det - Phenomean Gore rolled into filth - they drag him down the street In waves unfathomable pain overcomes him Sitting on his feces - hearing their laughter A split second of security - as he gets blindfolded In this darkness there is no room to hide! "Who beat you like that?" - The name of the game Crying and whimpering gives way to certainty Bright red tears run down his cheeks - the soul flows out Lys i mørket Slutten er her Jeg føler det - Noumenon Jeg ser det - Phenomean Lys i mørket Slutten er her Jeg føler det - Noumenon Jeg ser det - Phenomean
The shame of creation, rotting within Whilst finding blessings in a chain Hiding in a bag of callused skin Deafening prayers cried in vain Absolution, Salvation, Relief: Denied! Alleviation, Obtundation, Simplification: Denied! The vermin drowns in its own juice A banquet for the ring-tailed dainties Mollification is not intended In the butchers immolation Blindfolded by a crown of thorns -Fatstock drivels scum inside- Trepanned heads for dull discharge -You will be eaten alive!- Your plead for death remains unheard Empty vessels filled with pain Absolution, Salvation, Relief: Denied! Alleviation, Obtundation, Simplification: Denied! Absolution won’t be granted There will be no relief Don’t expect salvation That’s not what you’ll receive Left again in vegetative state and without comprehension Bound to memories ever fading and dying Survival of the distressed Only celestial tranquility will remain Absolution, Salvation, Relief: Denied! Alleviation, Obtundation, Simplification: Denied!
Follower 06:19
Invisible blood pours from these veins All colours drained now from these eyes Empty all is in eternity Like an endless cloud blown across a pale sky Where autumn's golden ink leads the way Into the void of endlessness A million candles blown out at once And I’m immersed in light for the very first time Whatever I combined with affinity and aspiration Is inseparable from my demise As I lay down, relief comes along with blaze Incandescent and still I fall asleep Wash your face with the embers of all I am… Fall I am! Please stay with me! Let us be one. Inhale me. Hide me in… Before the ashes get lost to the frigid winds Now carry me down, immaculate grief For I will dwell in sable silence Silence untamed… Coward! Onward!
Hope 06:30
Under starless skies I wander Shunned by lunar light My cold hands still bleeding tar Still I know what I can’t find As I enter the archway of nightmares again The weight of decuman infamy Triturates me from within Stentorian whispers haunt me For I stole an errant ghoul’s face This light so agleam through a door left ajar A sacramental sign sent from afar? It is encompassed by black And I hear their cries: “It’s the sootiness of the burning skies!” Losing the loom, facing the gloom Oh let this be my final fall Through the bouffant ashes of this life Without fail there is no way to atone The scent of withered foliage and soil It smells like coming home Deep-pale clouds reach into the earth To unite with my last breath And out of a now clear sky Long gone calmness surrounds me My last hope for this world comes true For my last thought is of you I am nothing! I cannot hold you… I am nothing…
Discarded 04:08
Deep red - Another shade of despondence Persistent Gaze - As flies infest my eyes I know the cure begins - So I recline, consumed in Dying rage - Insatiable I lie waste Oh for so long I strive to shrive Ashamed of waking, every night Withering acrimoniously In maenadic lethargy Sun! Drown! A tin god - capable of Suffering - Echoes of countless screams resound Misled - The culprit from the pulpit smiles so Doleful - My synthetic mourning saddens me Crawling down to the old light To find a realm of wax ablaze The beldam spits onto the bedlam Our malady - Her lullaby Wholesome wrath - Storms of hate unfurled, now Congregate - Hell spreads its legs once more, we all will Taste the whore - Soaked back into prime-evil ooze Heredity - Herded, growing down Oh for so long I strive to shrive Ashamed of waking, every night Withering acrimoniously In maenadic lethargy Crawling down to the old light To find a realm of wax ablaze The beldam spits onto the bedlam Our malady - her lullaby The prophet - Hollow-eyed and -hearted he proclaims Imposture - Devastated in complacency and White light - Glaring darkness now enlaces us Nevermore - No more lore forevermore Deep black - The final shade of bravery takes over now Thrust the knife precisely into the hole that held the cord To your virgin mother: Surrender fidgeting! Watch supremacy swelling out…
Elapsed 05:33
Waking in apallic hibernation, back to my shapeless enclosure A dry undertow is dragging me down into shallow blood There’s no way to be saved from the past Catharsis overstrained Beyond repentance this life ends - These throes are so sensational! Now storms gather to shatter and scatter in funereal gravity Belonging to the past I had to cling to the ordeal until the end For mine was the failure to thrive A desiccated cesspit lays bare a ravening crevasse Brimming of hopes and dreams in outmost distress Wretched is the unjust wrath - out of control As dolorousness is flaring up for the last time Greater than any mercy is the trespass I beg the sunless skies to make this the final elegy With crimson waters wrench is set adrift There's no salvation in this severance Crestfallen and invertebrate More than jaded to contempt Suffused by wafts of mist I am The final face is drawn And still I mourn...


"Nativity of ashes" is an intense blend of raw and honest emotions. Deeply rooted in Black Metal, "Nativity of ashes" expands into Doom, Death and Progressive Metal territory and still sounds unique.


released June 15, 2019

All songs performed by Blodtåke,
Recorded by Blodtåke and Andy Classen.
Mixed and mastered by Andy Classen @ Stage One Studio


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Blodtåke are deeply rooted in Black Metal and extend into Death, Doom and Progressive Metal. The acclaimed goal of Blodtåke is to make the pain, wounds, frenzy and melancholy so completely tangible to the listener, that he loses himself in it.

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