Get all 3 Dylath-Leen releases available on Bandcamp and save 10%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of CABALE, SEMEÏON, and INSECURE.
1. |
Buy Me A Smile
04:28
|
|||
|
All my flesh is disappearing
All my bones stick to my skin
My veins are an infinite flow of pain and suffering
Like a puppet, I'm dead inside
Sometimes, I buy a smile
To forget I'll soon be dead.
To hold my own head on my thin neck makes me bleed
What are you saying?
I'm not mad!
What do you mean?
Yes I'm fine!
Do you love me?
Oh, I loathe myself!
And no one else can feel my distress
That's all, my movements are becoming a macabre dance
And my heart a dry rock
|
||||
2. |
Adorning Wounds
04:51
|
|||
|
You're the black thorn on my brow that keeps me the right track
As my eyes turn crimson
As my thoughts turn into the jumble of an unsteady mixture
My arms embrace the horizon
In a shiver of sensual delight
You're the spear in my insides that keeps myself erect
Praises emanate from a lowering sky
Its blinding darkness makes me waver
And push me towards a delicious exhilaration
Do myself yours and eat me
I will be your wine and your bread
Your blood and your flesh
I can feel the holes extending in my backbone
In a epileptic pleasure
Adorn my body of your wounds
You're the metastases that palsy human being
You're my whole thing
My whole life, my whole soul
In a spellbinding Hebraic praise you guide my steps
Like a Jesuitical transplant I live in you
|
||||
3. |
Contain
06:10
|
|||
|
Those thousand shadows are coming to feed the mill of my torments
Each one is a painful remembrance, a drop of icy light
A blinding flavour, a flagrance of blood
Is this fucking real or an I dreaming again?
As stars are weakening and are becoming cold
As suns are dying and the space between stars is becoming wider
So the resistance I oppose is running low as my contact with the world
There are moments in which I can not recognize myself
Sometimes, I remember all and sometimes, my jaws clenched by the horror
I discover the extent of damages I have caused, regaining reality
Everything has been written for me
And I can't do anything to turn the order of things upside down
Who's my master?
I can't control my thoughts, my acts, myself.
I don't wanna stay a witness of my own life.
By the emission of disparate frequencies I'm arbitrating lucidity and confusion.
I'm lost in a lack of conscience, incapable of understanding what's happening.
These are always the same fear, the same doubts and the same rites.
From the depths of an undreamt abyss, advice are held.
Each one is a voice coming with a purple reflect.
Come to me scarlet lights, I can drink your putrid ray.
|
||||
4. |
Leering Sky
05:20
|
|||
|
Torture began a long time ago
As I lost my childhood ideas
A notion of death invaled my mind
Dark clouds of nervous breakdown
And captured my mental health
Under the shadow of the great reaper
Today each hour in a torment, I'm looking for a providential help
But my nearest relatives don't understand, they don't understand
I'm just different, boring, unimportant scrap
It's not sensibility, everything's my fault
So I hate myself, I become a drug addict
Since I know I'll never find the necessary relief
To escape from the daily agony
It's like a fucking rope breaking my neck
A noxious influence, I'm a human wreck
Maybe one day will come the curing light
For now distress is my only company
This destructive pain absorbs my last will
I'm falling in the ravine of despair
Waiting for the end of that story
Holy recovery or abyss of death?
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
My mortal frame doesn't let me be what I want to be
Consuming my brain, my wishes dictate my acts like a mechanical cog
Who am I? Tell me!
What am I? Please tell me!!
Now it's time for you to know you are arrayed in a coat
Made of ignorance and narrow pipe dreams
All your being is locked in a crack depending of my wakening
You are just a friend working for me
A petrified slave, the prophet's shade
I am your unificent shroud what anyone sees when you're asleep
What do you think about it ?
I've got to forget the other to better keep myself in mind
I've got to forget this "You"
Who drains me to be nothing at all
Hear me damned friend before devouring my soul
I need consolation but you never give hope
I need to know and to see the sooth but you are such a liar
I need to be loved but all you can give is hate
|
||||
6. |
So Ill-Fated
05:02
|
|||
|
Wretched one, I don't want to be your pawn
You wriggle like a worm
I'm feeling like your wreck
I cannot speak, I cannot breathe, as you try to wrest my tongue
You need to kiss my stinging lips
You need to spread your hatred in my dirty body
I need to kill the larva which sullies my bluish skin
I'm climbing inside you to soak you up better,
Like an animal tasting its prey
I laugh in your face
Before spitting your mephitic fluid
I'm on edge and it's writhing me with agony
Wretched one, fool of rage
You are so ill-fated
You wriggle like a worm
I cannot speak, I cannot breathe, as you try to wrest my tongue
My tight nerves can't hold you any longer
You twist like a worm
I look at myself with a chilling smile, my mouth is full of foam
My frenetic nerves are broken now
Result of my raving lunacy which will take your head, as it took mine
|
||||
7. |
Scars As Victories
04:29
|
|||
|
Evil is a strength for each one can feel it.
It's the image of what's choking and killing
But in fact I believe that's not such a wicked concept,
Not like a simple effect making the corpses rotting or bursting our very eyes.
Things are much more complicated to me.
I don't want to suffer anymore as I have to drag an ever withering body,
Bruised inside as well as outside.
I am learning to abandon myself to my fate in a languorous Lassa fever.
We are just our own toys and I really like being conscious that we can be other's if we consent.
I can be the black light that never shines, I can be the breeze that never blows.
I'm living in the shadowy undergrowth far away from all conventions.
I am the colour you can not see, the shade in the sky that can not disturb particles.
I am the servant controlled by my own body's limits.
People just see the face spitting death and feeding cerebral palsy over ten generations in me.
No one can understand that I had to lose everything to make something better of myself.
I don't know if anyone could understand me and my need to test myself everyday
To know if I still live.
Each day I can contemplate the worm continuing his tiring work.
Each day I can feel the icy presence of those thousand scars on me.
Scars are victories, pleasure is a failure when it comes without violence.
|
||||
8. |
My Worldly Goods
04:19
|
|||
|
I'm quite aware of what they say behind my back
I have to see beneath their appartent indifference
Why are you interested by me? What do you really want?
You can try to fool me but you'll never get anything 'cause I know
I feel their scratching claws upon my flesh
I attract them as if I was made of solid gold but it's my own gold which is shining
They will never succeed in taking my goods
You can say you love me, I know you only want my empire
I'm delightfully alone and higher than those unclean insects drooling around me
I'm not so easy to convince, I know that everybody wants my worldly goods
My friendship is not for sale
Don't believe you can incite me to write your name on my testimony
I can feel their scratching claws upon my flesh
But they will never succeed in taking my goods
|
||||
9. |
My Despair
02:22
|
|||
|
(Instrumental with screams)
|
||||
10. |
Abhoth
04:24
|
|||
|
Limbs and gaping mouths are taking shape from the swamp
Pseudopods are drawing in this slimy liquid
My eyes can't free themselves from this greyish and syrupy substance
My eyes seem unavoidably filled with these images
I can feel the holling heat on my face, Is it for real?
Obscene monstrosities continuously haunt my dreams
And try to drag me towards their last breath
You source of impurity that blemishes my sight and my reality
Stop crawling lasciviously inside me and suck my healthiness of mind
I'm no longer the master of my own dreams I'm dislocated and jaded
My heart's beatings spread in a crystal clear and dull noise of which discordance upsets my stomach
Maybe the source of impurity is only me?
You infamous and appaling creature, get out of my pallid and confuse vision
Before I renounce forever to this quixotic life
To this eternal flaw that destroys the frontiers of my perception
|
||||
11. |
||||
|
Each sunlight is subverting our thoughts more than we could trust.
Growing means learning to see the golden drawing made by embers on our skin.
I feel so lonely everyday in the heart of this ivory atrium.
Here I have to contemplate the silliness of smiles on totemic faces.
I'm getting a tan under the fire of dull disasters.
What difference can I make between the one or the other?
Wich bottomless horror would manage to wake my sleepy senses up?
Each sunlight is subverting our thoughts more than we could trust.
Growing means learning to see the golden damascening
Represented on the knife edge tearing our flesh.
Blinding dampness drips on our rites.
No strength can be tangible in those gardens of screes.
Nothing can shock me anymore.
This is why we're able to feel the real plenitude.
We are the teratogenetic substance of this world.
I have found my freedom in the ignorance of thing's worth
And particularly in human things'
|
||||
Dylath-Leen Cambrai, France
This atmospheric death-metal band was created in 1999. Latest album CABALE was released in Sept. 2011. Current status: writing new music.
Photo by Helcanen. Design by Seth Siro Anton
Dylath-Leen recommends:
The new Katatonia album is full of emotions, it has many faces: gothic, metal, rock, progressive... you always find what you love when you buy or discover their music! A must have! / Kathy
go to album
Everytime a new CYNIC album is out, I need time to get into it. For this one, it was an immediate favorite. Can't get tired of it! / Bertrand
go to album
A huge influence for us, Supuration wrote in 1993 this beautiful album about a soul's journey after death. The melody and the atmospheres have been, since then, carved into our brains!
go to albumIf you like Dylath-Leen, you may also like:
Epic folk metal with spectral vocals and churning riffs make for a chilling listen.
go to album
Book of Ruination
by Melancholia
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 10, 2023
go to album
Tales of Grotesque Demise
by Flesher
featured on Bandcamp Radio Sep 15, 2023
go to album
