"From the Surface Grate (Reimagined) is a rework of the first ever released single by the bards from Coimbra. Faster, heavier and hauntier, this song is the second single released in promotion of their debut album "Oizys", coming out November 29th on all streaming platforms, in partnership with Nox Liberatio Records.
2 years had passed since the first release of "Surface", and with a new drummer joining Aoidos, this song took on a new life. The band started practicing the song and started playing it faster, faster, until it felt good to play and better to hear. They ended up playing the track at 140 bpm, much faster comparing with the initial 100, and with Erlkönig bringing some amazing Rachmaninoff inspired piano parts, the song changed completely from a dark doomy track to an awesome cinematic and sinister piece.
Comparing the original release with this one, anyone can see the improvement in Aoidos’ sound and can identify the different contributions from each of the members. It truly is a fantastic snapshot of Aoidos’ headspace, writing wise, and a phenomenal gauge of the coming evolution this band is walking towards.
Aoidos are:
Freitanás as Daius and himself
Ekid as himself (but, somehow, different)
Ivo as himself
Pedro as himself
Erlkonig as itself
Label: Nox Liberatio Records
Video by João Freitas and Carlos Henriques at Mosntrocriativo:@monstrocriativo762
Special thanks to:
Patrícia Martins; Sofya Alves; Elisabete Alves; João Paulo Freitas; Américo Freitas; Adelaide Freitas; Carlos Henriques - Monstrocriativo; Ruben Lopo; João Dourado - Golden Jack Studios; Taberna 58; Caminhos Metálicos; D.R.A.C.
Lyrics:
Cast down into a World of Pain
Lone yell from a throat insane.
No escape from my domain!
Forget the gift of being slain.
Frenetic flashes fill your eyes
Synaptic surges in disguise.
Tunnel hearing, distant cries,
Your mind starts telling lies.
Tiny screech from the Surface Grate.
If they hear you, it’s too late.
No recovery from your state.
Monkeigh, your ass is mine! (x2)
Open your eyes to a new filth.
See your blood scattered and spilt.
Now begins, a kind of brith.
But no, you won’t be brief.
Necrotic tissue on the floor
Your body already part of the gore
Just hold on a little more,
Or Are you feeling too sore?
Muhahaha!
Tiny screech from the Surface Grate.
If they hear you, it’s too late.
No recovery from your state.
Monkeigh, your ass is mine! (x2)
In a parallel plane of reality
Your mind shielded from all insanity.
Say your goodbyes, your mind is gone.
Let it go my Child,
LET IT GO!
- Categoria
- Letra A Heavy Metal Black Metal