Melodic Death Metal from México D.F.
Taken from "Riding Our Black Oceans" (CD, Album 1994)
Released by Cyber Music.
Tracklist:
1.- The Solitudes
2.- Severance
3.- Grief to Obscuro
4.- Macabre Locus Celesta
5.- Among the Abrupt
6.- Infinitum Valet
7.- The Silence of Our Black Oceans
8.- Soul Profundis
9.- Ectasia Tenebrae
Released on Cassette by Reborn Records 1994.
Cenotaph is:
Edgardo González - Vocals, lyrics
Julio Viterbo - Guitars
Fernando Garcilazo - Bass
Oscar Clorio - Drums
César Sánchez - Guitars
All music by Cenotaph.
All Lyrics by Edgardo.
Recorded and mixed at
IOGO Estudios, Guadalajara, Jal, Mexico - July 1994.
Produced by Julio Sanchez and Cenotaph.
Engineered and Mixed by Arturo Perales.
Re-released on 2000 by Oz Productions in double CD, Album with additional 5 tracks recorded live.
1. Crying Frost
2. Lorn Ends
3. Solitudes
4. Everlasting Command (Previously unreleased)
5. As the Darkness Burns
BIOGRAPHY:
Cenotaph was a Mexican death metal band whose origins lie in 1989 and ceased its activity in 2002. Their lyrics dealt initially on gore, maturing through time towards death, hatred and darkness. Cenotaph is considered together with Shub Niggurath as one of the most important extreme metal of Mexico.
The band started in the mid-80s under the name Damned Cross and after a few lineup changes and own releases you opt for the name Cenotaph.
Read more:
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cenotaph
LYRICS:
Awakening the rage from black rays of hate
the years form the season of my existence
were entombed into dreams of winter whispers into their cold hands the day will drown
within the falmes of the awakening rage.
Seduced for caress of bitter winter whispers
the winds of reality change to freeza snow
as cold as my death feelings
The ruins of the fountain where seeds of life born
with the wind is gone though the gates of words
written in poemas of views from the awakening rage
Whispers of winters poems
The forzen light enlights me
this kingdom of solitude shines in black
this unanimated atmosphere dominates me
a so sadly landscape lifeless in sorrowin hate
take my hand
From the sounds of northern skies
the expression in an ilussion of sun burned in snow
I hear the voices that sacrifices
I'm seated in my throne of silence, in solitude
and with my herat under the ground I'm crying
I will never see the winter whispers end
I would like to see with death
resting in my eyes
Dreams consume me, please tell me more
I want to know
I am waiting to be eternal shadow
I was who awakes the rage
to destroy the fountain
where the deeds of my life were born
because I hate, and I suffer
Look the landscape with sunshine
Look the landscape with moonshine
Sunshine, moonshine
Just I create
This poem in my grief
to her the whispers and
always sleep in winter
and like a star my soul would shine
between the sun and moon between the same
red sky...
