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When the Witches Fall

by Bornwithhair

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Leland Sage
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Leland Sage Unique experimental music that has some kraütrock vibes and heavy metal passages. This album creates a haunting atmosphere and takes you on a journey.
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imprint Wide reaching, songs that are expansive and reaching…
Nice not knowing what’s next. Sounds and sings build on an exciting way.
Reminds a little of sonic palette of non-pop songs of Cure early 90’s with more experiments. (Big complement.)
flightoficarus (Metal Trenches)
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flightoficarus (Metal Trenches) Went in expecting black metal from the cover, came out with something far more strange and experimental more akin to The Armed and Portishead tossed in a blender.
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- MetalTrenches.com Favorite track: Separated at Death.
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1.
Separated at Death Death Death Death Death Is this my heart on the floor Are these my intestines as if stored Like rags underneath the radiator Disemboweled organs and bones Speaking to my teeth Through a toothless mouth The ghosts mill about as if they are bored As if they’d expected or seen this before And the connection has failed The lines being severed in the bomb blast So surrounded by these desperate Bystanding skulls I am reminded of my past What does it mean to grieve? As I lay in blood on the floor And I dream of your voice As the pain becomes dull What does it mean to grieve? What does it mean to grieve? You separated the will From my power to trust Replaced all that I loved With things that disgust You said, “The weak let their minds be corroded and bust Until the memories are bound by nothing but rust” You said that you could separate the stars from the dust The hawk from the dove What does it mean to grieve? What does it mean to grieve? What does it mean to grieve? What does it mean to grieve? And you told me to separate the sea from the shore What does it mean to grieve? What does it mean to grieve? And you told me to separate the sea from the shore “You must split the apple if you want to see its core” Is this my throat the source of this bleating As drones mill about like bees on a beetle The buzzing has ended Each thing ashen and dull Nothing can become something Until something is null
2.
Kill the Witch I wanted something more than Your politics and drugs But it just didn’t turn out that way Now did it? Because as sure as prophecy And fallen angels We will fail And fall better than ever before An unhappy conscience The purpose of life Is to know one’s sadness And so we build a life For death Take this pistol and kill the witch And then follow me into the woods I am the voice within your head Telling you to leave them alive or dead There is no us There is only the voice
3.
Personality Weapon I am the stranger To the stranger of myself I wander nowhere special And you know me Better than you know Your hate Your hatred for the deepest part of you And cover in shadow all from whence it springs Sown in your soul And I can’t blame you Looks like you’ve been believing in disbelief And I can’t blame you For we are all disbelievers We are all disbelievers In our own capabilities We are knives stowed away in the cabinet If you’d like to know how dangerous I can be Start by imagining yourself as me And you are my favorite murder weapon You are my favorite of all And you are my favorite murder weapon I am you I am you I am you I am you I am you I am you I am you I am you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you I’ll stab you
4.
Your Skull 07:14
Your Skull The killer speaks: There is power hidden underneath This hospital gown There is power unleashed When these velcro shoes come off And they will come off Just like your skull separating From your body I have so many questions And all of them shall be answered When your skull separates from your body I am decent, I am kind But I tend to leave this world behind When your skull separates from your body The victim speaks: In the end what is done is done And the manner in which You conduct your crimes Is irrelevant to the dead I am the voice Still reverberating Within the dying skull No future No future No future No future No future No future No future No future No future No past Nothing but this moment Locked forever in reverberations And I think I hate you, But it is impossible to say That is the very worst irony As you leave this world behind When your skull When your skull When your skull separates from your body The survivor speaks: There is so much more than a chemical imbalance In the brain of the one with the knife There is so much more than psychological disconnection So much more than a dissociation from life There is so much more than one’s upbringing And there is so much more than one’s fate There is so much more than love And so much more than hate There is so much more than in what can be said When we say what we mean to be true When we attempt to categorize or proselytize What is the reason for a mad point of view The best we can do is to ignore the snap That occurs in the middle of the act When the skull separates from the body Open questions and velcro shoes The ghosts of the long ago dead
5.
Nothing but Dread We are nothing We are nothing We are nothing We are nothing We are full of nothing but dread We are nothing And we are forever addicted to abandonment Psychopathy and lies So many charming alibis We are nothing Isolation We are nothing We are nothing We are nothing But dread Dread Dread Dread Dread
6.
The Glome 06:25
The Glome All the propaganda White, grey, and black Psychological operations Special activities And unconventional Forms of attack None of this matters Within the Glome None of this matters Within the Glome None of this matters Within the Glome
7.
Exhumed 06:08
Exhumed Let’s play electric chair After you finish digging up my lawn You’ll take my trophies as your own You’ll take my trophies as your own And even as I lay here dead, I still believed you could read my mind And even as I lay here You can’t punish what you can’t kill You can’t kill what’s already dead You can’t punish what you can’t kill You can’t kill what’s already dead Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back Exhumed It’s not a delusion if it talks back

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"Experimental metal duo Bornwithhair have been twisting the genre’s blueprints ever since their debut dropped back in early 2020, but it is their fourth release When The Witches Fall that most resolutely captures their dense and intoxicating avant-garde approach." — Astral Noize

"The first song from their new album is strange and unpredictable. The overture sounds like a space odyssey, or perhaps the parting of an interdimensional veil, and what comes through is a sorcerous amalgam of pungent beats and swirling, apparitional sounds, with a collage of wailing and savagely growling and howling voices. The music seems to dance and levitate, and it becomes disorienting and delightful, but also very creepy. Both the singing and the guitars seem to quiver and squirm within this sonic hallucination, and the song as a whole manages to be both bizarre and intoxicating." — No Clean Singing

"There are very few instances where the term 'avant-garde' is actually warranted... it’s with When the Witches Fall that Bornwithhair more than meets that burden of expectation. It’s within the seven tracks that are contained within this record, we’re treated to a truly mysterious display that brings in some of the most ethereal elements from both metal and rock to make a performance that’s as dense as it is expansive in its sonic exploration with this band rarely being content to stay in the same place for long. Everything is brought together on an expert level such that it’s damn near intoxicating to immerse yourself in it time after time with every decision that Bornwithhair makes here a compelling element that not only contributes to the overall glory of When the Witches Fall, but it perpetuates just exactly how much the record itself is away from many of its contemporaries." — Head-Banger Reviews

"Do you like weird stuff? I like weird stuff, and so does this multi instrumentalist duo called Bornwithhair. The elements in this avant-garde cocktail comes from all over the places. The core is some kind of blackened death rock, spiced up with slow droning buzz, hypnotizing psychedelic space soundscapes and airy post rock. Both harsh and clean vocals. Everything shrouded in an extremely eerie mystery." — Doomed and Gloomed

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released October 8, 2021

MUSIC AND LYRICS BY BATWEILDER/FARRAIGE. Copyright and published 2021 by Weirding, BMI.

Cassette release version licensed exclusively to and available on Trepanation Recordings.

Artwork: Lightning Struck a Flock of Witches, by William Holbrook Beard—(Smithsonian American Art Museum, Gift from the Trustees of the Corcoran Gallery of Art (Corcoran Collection) CC0.

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