A Depressive Black metal from Spain (Madrid) , formed in 1997 by 'Ebola'. Read Full Bio ↴A Depressive Black metal from Spain (Madrid) , formed in 1997 by 'Ebola'.
In 1997, under the name of Agaliareth, and after releasing two demos with Necromance Records, Ebola forms Cryfemal with the purpose of expressing his ideas through obscure Black Metal.

In March 2000, Ebola recorded "Fuck You God!". This works was published as a split with Xerion, through Nigra Mors Records, limited to 333 tapes. It is also published by Scream Records, limited to 100 copies in cdr. Both the editions include an extra song recorded in 2003.

In February 2002, Ebola recorded "Escucha...La Muerte Persigue!!". This work was published in tape format by Blasphemy Records and War Productions. Limited to 300 copies and 666 copies respectively.

In February 2003, Ebola recorded the first album, "Raising Deads...Buring Alives!!". This work was published by War Productions and Oniric Records, limited to 500 copies in cdr. In Brazil, it was unleashed in tape format by Total War Productions in 333 copies. In 2003 too, Ebola with the collaboration of Necro at the keyboards, negotiates with Trinity Records from Hong Kong and gets a deal for the edition of its second album in cd, "With the Help of the Devil", released in the beginning of 2004.

In 2004,After recording the second album, Ebola enters in prison for a homicide intent.Subsequently Ebola and Necro, using several session musicians, recorded a professional video clip in La Almudena cemetary (Madrid).

In April 2005, Ebola recorded "Perpetua Funebre Gloria", changing to a slower and darker style. This work was published in cd with the video clip as a bonus via Oniric Records.

He have also done vocals with the black metal band Godüs.

Ser Difunto
Cryfemal Lyrics

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Todo lleno de cadaveres
Millones de tumbas y nombres
Rodeado de cruces con niebla

Ser difunto

Cuerpos putrefactos de familias
Enterrados en cajas

Con flores marchitas alrededor

Otra noche mas en este viejo sementerio
Vagando entre tumbas en la oscuridad
Sin rumbo, hacia donde me lleve el viento

Oigo susurrar a los muertos
Preguntandose que hacen aqui
Encerrados bajo tierra o lapidados
En bolsas negras, con su foto

Al lado de la tumba en la que mi cuerpo descansa

Paso algunas noches esperando que algun dia
Me despierte de este sue?o.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Cryfemal's song Ser Difunto paint a vivid picture of a graveyard, filled with millions of graves and names of those who have passed away. The atmosphere is eerie, with fog surrounding the crosses and bodies decayed within the coffins, all with withered flowers scattered around. The singer, who is dead and buried in the cemetery, roams aimlessly through the darkness of the grave, listening to the whispers of other dead people asking each other why they are here, either encased in the coffin or stoned and buried in black bags. The singer spends a few nights beside his grave, hoping to wake up from this dream someday.

The lyrics of Ser Difunto are a sharp commentary on the finality of death, with the mysterious nature of the afterlife being an ongoing theme. The graveyard symbolises the final resting place of individuals who have died, with their remains and belongings creating what remains of their earthly existence. The singer appears accepting of his death but is also curious about his present state, making it unclear whether this is a dream-like state or a tangible afterlife. The narration, point of view and style of lyrics give the song an unsettling tone, and is an excellent representation of Cryfemal's style.

Line by Line Meaning

Todo lleno de cadaveres
A place where dead bodies are scattered everywhere.

Millones de tumbas y nombres
Millions of graves with names of the deceased.

Rodeado de cruces con niebla
Surrounded by foggy crosses.

Ser difunto
Being deceased.

Cuerpos putrefactos de familias
Decaying bodies of families.

Enterrados en cajas
Buried in coffins.

Con flores marchitas alrededor
Flowers around the graves are withered.

Otra noche mas en este viejo sementerio
Another night spent in this old cemetery.

Vagando entre tumbas en la oscuridad
Walking through dark graves.

Sin rumbo, hacia donde me lleve el viento
Without direction, going wherever the wind takes me.

Oigo susurrar a los muertos
Hearing whispers from the dead.