Mantiis

by Obsidian Kingdom

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    Artwork curated by Elena Gallen (Kulte, VICE) and Ritxi Ostáriz (Ihsahn, Ulver).

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    Set of fourteen postcards featuring exclusive illustrations inspired by the music in MANTIIS.

    Printed on 307g extra-gloss ECF paper (120x180mm). Wrapped in a printed Onionskin paper band and handled inside a plastic overbag for maximum protection.

    Art & design by Beren.

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DIGITAL DOWNLOAD HERE: seasonofmist.bandcamp.com/album/mantiis

The most ambitious project of the band until the present date; Obsidian Kingdom’s debut fully displays its components’ maturity in music writing and performing, meaning a bizarre step outside the boundaries of extreme music.

Taking part in the long-lived tradition of rock operas – from David Bowie to King Diamond –, “Mantiis” embarks the listener in an eerie musical trip, noted for the coherent exploration of a wide range of styles and emotions. The band spares no sound resources in order to portray the most varied scenes; from quiet despair to utter violence.

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released 16 November 2012

All music and words written and arranged by Obsidian Kingdom in 2011/12.
Produced by Jorge Mur and Obsidian Kingdom.
Recorded, mixed and engineered by Mr. Ax at AxStudios, Barcelona; Summer 2012, except for drums, recorded by Sergi Marcet at Juglans Music, Estanyol; Summer 2012.
Mastered by Jens Bogren at Fascination Street Studios, Örebro; Fall 2012.
Design by Ritxi Ostáriz, Elena Gallen and Obsidian Kingdom.

℗ & © 2012 Obsidian Kingdom
All copyrights in this sound recording are owned by Obsidian Kingdom.
All rights reserved.

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Obsidian Kingdom Barcelona, Spain

Hard-to-classify heavy music with plenty of contrast.

The band's main features are the use of multiple sound resources to portray a wide range of emotions, a deep interest in aesthetics and the mise-en-scène, and the sombre and cryptic quality of the band's lyrics. ... more

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Track Name: Oncoming Dark
It seems just appropriate
It’s just about time
A new profile picture
To match your pals’

A pink soft vessel
With adorable smiles
It seems quite easy
Till the three wise men ride the big black car

But so many tiny dreams
Will be left behind
Kaleidoscopic visions
Will get plain and blurred and wear out with time

Endless admiration that breaks
To reveal the human kind
Is there any sensible way
To be spared from the oncoming dark
Track Name: Cinnamon Balls
She'll remember this day
As if it just had happened
A stain of piss in the snow
Who said joy is a name for a (girl)?

Feel the smell of the boss
It will reek on your skin till you're old
The cries...
She said no like ten thousands of times
They were met with a smile

Then he snarled like a dog
Left the car while the seats were still warm
Still the windows are covered with frost
Track Name: Answers Revealing
Fade...
Away...

On the verge of a whisper
The skies pregnant with corpse-blue scars
Down a tree ripe with bruises
Breath is stolen by broken goodbyes
Track Name: Last of the Light
The sun is burning out
The stars are burning out
It's all running down

There’s plenty of time
For hope to breathe
Once you’ve started to drown

It’s the only thing at life that’s certain
That everything is running
Running towards its end
It all dies
Track Name: Genteel to Mention
A daring magpie
Croaks forbidden songs
Some stares sneak in
Some glances linger on

The mirrors shatter
Small talk becomes legit no more
A fresh scenario
The farce can’t be played along…
Anymore

Behold
It all
Torn and
Burnt
Track Name: Awake until Dawn
El son feréstec
s'arrauleix al voltant,
metzina espessa
roent el meu cap

M'estic immòbil
de llum freturant
i espero l'alba
per, els ulls, aclucar

It was a little after four
Quite unaware of who I was...

Found myself wide awake and dead
Drowned in my sleep and with no breath...

A wiped-out face, sighs in disgrace
Such self neglect, dragged into dread...
(Nothing but I)

Relentlessly, as time went by
I realized nothing was left...
(Nothing but I)
Track Name: Endless Wall
Behold the frame
Of the very last doorway
The one that you would
Never (ever) have wanted to cross

The threshold is wide
As your hope is narrow
You could tell its size
If pain could be measured in holes

A room without space
Its borders are painted with oil
The merciless place
Where flutes of derangement call

The spell of the pit
The alluring depths of the gorge
Do throw yourself in
Rejoice in the speed of the fall

Be removed each one
Of the seven layers of your skin
Naked and pure
To cherish the kiss of the knife

You'll like it in here
Morals are as loose
As the teeth of a child
Track Name: Fingers in Anguish
I long for the time
When I’ll see
Your blue smile
For the very
First time

And my fingers
Will freeze
From the touch
Of your cold skin
And I…

I will roll the blanket out
I will pull the zipper down
And your face will make me cry

And the facts I will deny
I’ll refuse to say goodbye
I’ll forever wonder why
...Why?
Track Name: Ball-Room
Let’s put a “laughter” into “slaughter”
Turn those ambient red lights on
We’ll drink warm bourbon off your feet
Take shots made of your sweat and soul

We’ll chew your skin until you scream
The name of your old-fashioned god
A feast of undulating hips
The ballroom madness has begun

Layers of buzzing, cries and pants
Producing an exquisite drone
The air is heavy with the scent
Of pleasure, mead and pheromones

With eyes so wild and smile so wide
Our hall of fame awaits your call
You’re such a perfect piece of game
You’ll leave no trace but pools of gore
Track Name: And Then it Was
When the music’s over…
Turn off the lights
When the music’s over, yeah

What has become of our fair sister?
Ravaged and bludgeoned and raped her and bit her
Stuck her with fangs and ripped up her white gown
Trapped her with candy and dragged her down