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Chimeric

by Spectral Temper

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Baphomet Wolf
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Baphomet Wolf from the Land ov Saints and Scholars an Album of DSBM that is so Cathartic it is guaranteed to take All your Pain and Deep Hurt Away. Thankyou for Sharing K ๐Ÿ™
Ryan
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Ryan Chimeric is not for the faint of heart. Similarly to Silencer's classic DSBM masterpiece,ย Death - Pierce Me, this album is not going to tickle everyone's fancy. But for people like me who love to actually feel a connection to it, you cannot go wrong. This is pain, this is suffering, this is the musical equivalent of wanting it to all end. Honestly, it's just one of the best DSBM albums ever. Favorite track: Blood Glazed Corridors.
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baseplate If you're after music that moves your soul, don't pass this one up. Favorite track: Torment and Seclusion of Intrusive Visions.
๐•ฝ๐–”๐–“๐–“๐–Ž๐–Š ๐•ฟ๐–๐–Š ๐•ณ๐–”๐–—๐–“๐–Š๐–‰
๐•ฝ๐–”๐–“๐–“๐–Ž๐–Š ๐•ฟ๐–๐–Š ๐•ณ๐–”๐–—๐–“๐–Š๐–‰ thumbnail
๐•ฝ๐–”๐–“๐–“๐–Ž๐–Š ๐•ฟ๐–๐–Š ๐•ณ๐–”๐–—๐–“๐–Š๐–‰ With the first two tracks available at this day, we feel all the pain and affliction that the artist transcribes beautifully through her music. It's powerful, intense, strong, gut-wrenching. An emotional Raw Black Metal that knots the throat ๐Ÿ–ค Favorite track: Torment and Seclusion of Intrusive Visions.
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Waldmark I am waiting for full release
The words written by the artist demand that, respect is at place with hurts like these

I love the wobbler in the pic
It sings for hope for better times :)

Peace to you !
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bmurator Irish Black Metal. A one woman, K., project. This is very tortured & raw - it fits the writing (not just the lyrics) perfectly. I am very much looking forward to this. Recommended!
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1.
-stab the wound, repeated blotting- Puncturing spikes will twist and snap. Stinging tears will rudely whack Your bile choking gullet And smash the skull, biten, Aching. Fauna brought to thrash before the dusk's silhouette. You're taking a cutlet, That torn muscle's soulless. These sutures are a cartographer's dream. The future erupts, it bursts from the seams. Suspended, helpless, black against the sky. I can't let it out, I can't let it die. Surrender. Why do I fear you if I cannot see you? There's war in my heart, in my hands... You, tear out my stomach! Why do I fear you? ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต!? Why do I fear you? Who tells me to fear you? War... it must abhor me. -stab the wound, repeated blotting-
2.
To my detriment, I lunge between the panes. Cast an emerald shadow Above scattered entrails. Out from the cement, The bruised flowers stalk their Perennial chateau. You dare become ensnared? I drag out my temptation. A solemn chorus sighs, "Can't you just stop it?" The wolf seized its soprano, hostile in conviction. Raising the chalice! Mobile in addiction... Soak my bleeding garments with the song of the deathblow, Force the rods through my palm to the elbow. If the citadel come to me, Glory be drawn and chalice cast away! But there's only one feeble plea, I'm seized by Lycaon, Fucking splayed. A solemn chorus sighs, "Can't you just stop it?" You dare become ensnared? These purple speckles and twisting vines... If I press between the silver clad door's frame, Maybe he will not find me. EMERALD GIFT, EMERALD SHADOW ABANDONED ACROPOLIS I WILL SLIT MY THROAT TO BE OUT OF THE MARSH IT WILL BE QUICK DISREGARD ABANDON ACROPOLIS ABANDON EMERALD SHADOW
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would I die? fold it away I'm soaring away from the night pest I'm folding away into my chest, I'm pulling the curtains around the mess And darning the stone pall headrest. [I had the intention of telling you directly...] ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜›๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ so disorderly and scattered ๐˜›๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ. ๐˜Š๐˜“๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜‹๐˜š ๐˜ˆ๐˜™๐˜Œ ๐˜“๐˜๐˜’๐˜Œ ๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜“๐˜“๐˜œ๐˜” ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ
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Empyrean Ice 03:48
A duvet of glaciers becomes solace. A blue light becomes thawless. A blurred winter will bounce off the snow mirror yet, And spotlight the vein-strung marrionette. A shadow cross looms over his bed, Threatens to pull him over the edge, To sever the flow in a cascading cold snap And tumble below the empyrean ice crack. An ephemeral rush crushed in slush, Through to the rock of Cocytus only to be forced Abruptly back to the surface. Construct a crystal statis.
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Anomie... I know what I must become! Purge the command of time from these arms. Night is my cloak, the hide between harms. Perching the stag's skull upon my head, Its might is bespoke, culls fallen dread. The fang of the deer, caresses my brow, Stang like my fear, confessed a sly vow. Veered to a headlight, pulled from the ceiling, O revered chondrite, obscured from meaning.. Velvet skin! Silhouette, I am not lucid. Velvet astral skin, Unbound to all humans. Oh, how I long to be Tied upon Orion, unwound from connotation. Anomie, Shrink into nothing.
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Disorientation... This falsity is impounded, compressed upon the surface, Its life spills out, Stains my stagger, My purpose. You seem to spin glee as I stumble on. What corpse am I seeing in this stall? Did they drag him to you like this? Coax him with untold myths? I finally see your face, painted like blight. An abode is tainted within your knife. Each shadow is boxed and ironed out on the anvil, Each corner is locked and scrying where leads the handle, Each frozen ember is perculating from those bastard's walls. The archaic December is composing the Fall. It's so cold moving towards the flickering exit light, The folds of walls smoothening to foretell the trick of night. I know that door is not the way out But this knife has been quenched, Sliced on the floor in a single route. It ends in his descent. Are you as the raven promised? Among the mountains? Staring at the eyes of Thanatos? Nevermore shall each trawling limb screech, Composure thralls the scalding ichor deep Within this blood glazed corridor. Cast my arms alight! Push these shadows apart. Nevermore! ๐˜ˆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ. โ€œโ€™๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ,โ€ ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, โ€œ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณโ€” ๐˜–๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.โ€ Nothing more...
7.
[layered improvisations]

about

a fragmented album that consists of recordings from 2021-2023. The lyrics capture fractions of my mental state and reflect on terrible personal events, written in phases when I wasn't quite there. "Empyrean Ice" acts as the gateway to the oldest recordings, dividing the album into two distinct mindsets and framings despite all of the compositions originating from the same time. It is important to me to make this distinction as I reflect and reflect.

So many awful and wonderful things have occured while this album slowly came together. Serious, deadly afflictions and tragic events impacted many of my loved ones and me these last few years. I am processing. I no longer care to hold this particular pain even though I can't yet say if it will ever leave me. It is what it is. I do not have the energy to project a false sense of anything anymore. I am so tired. I don't think I've ever let myself feel the exhaustion until now.

This album releases as is. There is no time for refinement.

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cassette pre-order via Fiadh Productions: fiadh.bandcamp.com/album/chimeric

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released October 6, 2023

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