Scorn Aesthetics

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released September 3, 2012

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Ad Patres Bordeaux, France

In days Metal scene is invaded with styles and bands where many value appearance over musicianship, it would easy to forget that intensity and power are the roots upon which was built DEATH METAL.

AD PATRES deals with refreshing the memory of amnesiacs.

Dare you face it?
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Track Name: The Lock
I have the key to hold you off from me
I know your will is focused on harming me
I will kill you with my own hands
I will dig your fucking grave

I will dig your fucking grave

I read the hatred from your gaze
Your eyes speak to me about anger
Now your mouth is muttering threats
Time to tighten those links and keep me safe

I've made my way to submit you
I've clawed my way to oppress you
Two kinds of people my friend, two sides of the lock
I've made my way to hold the key, I dictate the sane

I've made my way to submit you
I've clawed my way to oppress you
Two kinds of people my friend, two sides of the lock
I've made my way to hold the key, I dictate the sane

Diagnose then heal
Diagnose then heal
Track Name: Scars of Compromise
I wore your middle class coat.
You introduced me to your mommy.
I built the house you dreamed of.
You asked for it to be isolated.
I became your own plastic surgeon.
You got your tailor made body.
I seeded you with perfect genes.
We were so proud of our fucking orphans.

Now it’s over.
Now time has come for you to pay.
Parents full of confidence, no one hear you scream, kids ready to watch.
Implants are returnable, rental is over, I’m about to come.

I wore your middle class coat.
You introduced me to your mommy.
I built the house you dreamed of.
You asked for it to be isolated.
I became your own plastic surgeon.
You got your tailor made body.
I seeded you with perfect genes.
We were so proud of our fucking orphans.

Now it’s over.
Now time has come for you to pay.
Parents full of confidence, no one hear you scream, kids ready to watch.
Implants are returnable, rental is over, I am about to come.

Cut the skin, deconstruct the scars, I’m digging the path for pleasure.
Avoid stiches, widening the wounds to let myself come into you.
I am cuming. I am filling. I am cuming. I am filling.

Now after all these days I’ve made myself up to your taste.
Today’s the day of little change: I’ll unmake you for my pleasure.
Now after all these days I’ve made myself up to your taste.
Today’s the day of little change: I’ll unmake you for my pleasure.

I wore your middle class coat.
You introduced me to your mommy.
I built the house you dreamed of.
You asked for it to be isolated.

I wore your middle class coat.
You introduced me to your mommy.
I built the house you dreamed of.
You asked for it to be isolated.
I became your own plastic surgeon.
You got your tailor made body.
I seeded you with perfect genes.
We were so proud of our fucking orphans.
Track Name: Circles of Red
Sitting at my desk, handcuffed to the armrest.
Waiting for the surge, anxiously

Preparing
Catharsis
Quill like a knife
Redirect blood rush through ink

Unknown
Evil
Chorea

My hand led by some will power
Inner chaos
Manifesting through ink

Evil
Unknown
Chorea

My subconscious takes control
Painting red circles
Stronger than I am
Can't prevent my arm from committing in frenzy
This perfect shape
Most efficient and lethal

Suddenly the blood flow gets back  to the normal temper
So long till the next surge frees me again

Expiate the Evil
Track Name: To The Fathers
Your grave... Epitath barely in stone
Your name... Among the ones you dread
Engraved... Under the heavy stone of fate
Your name... The link throughout ages

Your whole life spend running away
From all the ones you execrate

Your fucking quest was vain
You will now rest in pain
Your souls are linked any fucking way
And now let go, it's far too late

You try to hide but you can't escape,
Accept your fate now you're below grave
It's time, realize, missed your attempt
Open your eyes, failed as Oedipus

Welcome, my son, to our den
We were waiting for you the last
one of us as before the old times returning
as from now we're gathered to start again where we left

Deemed orphanage relief from torment
Prayers answered, torture had no end
Their passing was no more than respite
Your death is the resumption of fate

Do you burn looking forward ? (4x)

You've been thrown... To the fathers
You've been thrown...
Track Name: Scorn Aesthetics
Hear the squeaking of the rope singing softly at your ear
Your lullaby, the final one rocking

Desperate impulse your reflex recreating the picture
Crystallized archetypes an exit from dullness
Only exit from the dullness

See the discharge of red tears dripping
Flooding from the bathtub
Drained of your blood

Desperate impulse you recreate the picture
Crystallized archetypes an exit from dullness

Facing the heights
Looking the void straight in the eyes
Emptiness
Put a name on the why and the way
Fade away
You end now where you've always been
Vacuity
Pitiful attempt to cling to Beauty

You're just adding this pathetic dimension
The hardest you'll try, the worst the outcome

Ugliness, such is your soul
Pathetic shot, romantic lure

I won't subscribe to the bad taste of this act of despair
No compassion in last caress
No matter how much I provide displeasure
I won't cry at your funeral
Track Name: In Vivo
I'm the master
I control creatures that be
I'm creator of every soul
I'm the father, progenitor
I spread my cells and genes
 
This is my breed as an experiment
Process in vivo
Grow then feed
Til the outcome is perfect
Optimize each line of the formula
Closing on the elixir
Kill Repeat
 
Elaborate, adjust ingredients
Only excellence remains
This womb forever fertile
My loam soon will yield
 
Til the outcome is perfect
Regulate the amount of filth
I instil my rotten breath
Into my progeny
Coldly inseminate
Vermin disseminate
 
Once born
Examine the body
Barely ripped from the crotch of the corpse
Inspecting attributes of the Monster
Came through the ordeal of the forceps
A first scream from the lungs of Hell

Fetus kept in jars
Part trophies, part ornaments
Floating in formol
A gallery of familly portraits

Elaborate, adjust ingredients
Only deviance remains
This womb forever fertile
My loam soon will yield
Track Name: Emphasize Nihility
Ghost

Shadow
Stare at me with dull eyes
Threatening with vertigo
Phantom
Threatening to engulf me

Fruit of desperate medication
Rough diagnosis
Lemur
Those drugs tore you limb from limb

Zombi
Squeezing the utter worst out of me
Dripping abhorrence
Crawling hatred

Disgust
You stir up my gut instinct

Torment
Strangle to get rid of your gaze

Uncover feelings
Unsuspected undisclosed
Provoke discomfort
You created such self disdain
eating away self esteem 

I can't stand
Your spectrality
Deconstructed personality
I wish I could cut open your cheek see if your blood's insipidity
Emphasizes nihility

Last complaint
Once granted
Your closed casket
Track Name: Anti
Vomit, that social thing leads me to vomit
Vomit, the more I mix the more I vomit

Natural to you, mayhem to me, pathology
I'm puking my hatred for you, misanthropy

Vomit, that social thing leads me to vomit
Vomit, the more I mix the more I vomit

Vomit
Vomit
Vomit
Vomit

Sick sick sick sick.
Disgust invading me
Leads me to vomit

Vomit
Vomit
Vomit
Vomit

Natural to you, mayhem to me, pathology
I'm puking my hatred for you, misanthropy

Vomit, that social thing leads me to vomit
Vomit, the more I mix the more I vomit

Natural to you, mayhem to me, pathology
I'm puking my hatred for you, misanthropy
Track Name: All That Remains
Autumn - the sky darkening.
Hospital - blinking pale lights.
The plastic floor turns you to spectre.

Chloroform.
A thick atmosphere.
Masking the smell of piss, shit and Death.
and Death.

The drop by drop gives rhythm to
The staring silence.
Burden reunion.
Sadness vanishing making space for discomfort.

And then revealed.
All that remains.
This is all that remains.

The bunch of snowdrops water is turning muddy.
The bed leaves palliative care unit
To descent several stories.

All that remains.

Then came the winter.
The grave, subject of curiosity.
Forced compassion.
Again, you see all that remains.

And then revealed.
This is all that is remaining.

All that remains.

The dim remembrance says how distant the spring is.
A long summer of disdain has concealed all
Innocence. Nothing but your worldliness remains.

Can you tell if you'd choose surrender over oblivion?
Once for all, you are lost for salvation.