Demoniac evolved from the death metal band Purulent Obduction (1990-1993) which had members Occulta Mors, Necromaniac and L.O.N.S. Blacksoul (later Gaamalzagoth, real name: Mirko Schmat) joined in mid 1993. In January 1994 Necromaniac and L.O.N.S. had been kicked out and later formed Andras while the remaining members continued as Moonblood after releasing the only Demoniac-demo that was recorded still together in autumn/late 1993 (second demo comes from VHS rehearsal audio rip.).
The band only released vinyls and cassettes, Any CD pressings are bootlegs. Moonblood have recorded over 13 rehearsal tapes that at no time were any official releases and they're only done for the band members to recall their songs since there was never a usual rehearsal possible with one guy playing all instruments and they've only recorded their songs to remember for future studio sessions. A few tapes/recordings might have been spread to friends and due to massive tape trading activities of one of the members but those were the only copies that were spread among the tape trader scene.
Moonblood has split up; however, it is not known when the band actually broke up. Their last demo "Dusk Woerot" was released in 2003. Recorded in September 2000, the band was officially already dead when this recording has been done.
Kingdom Under Funeral Skies
Moonblood Lyrics
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On Zephyrous Wings
Ride into the sunset
Follow the shadow grey and dark
Stride through the veil
Of black fenrir's howl
Marks your path
When the light is dying slow
Beyond mortality
To the stormlord you'll blow
You'll know when you reached
Your journey's end
When you cross the
Threshold of malediction
Don't be afraid
To give up to your fears
You don't need
A saviour's benediction
Gravestones rule that grim land's sight
And mist is dwelling here eternal
Rain is whipping under funeral skies
The athmosphere nearly infernal
Born out of dead man's ashes
Are the creatures who rule
With swinging axe
In the mists of wrath and anger
They're breaking the weak heretics neck
Air is filled with dark necromancy
And the water is only a witches brew
Sorcerers decide of your entry
You must be cruel, like the chosen few
Walk the path until the glad
Where the ivory towers thrones
The witchcraft of a thousand wizards
Is buried here with their rotten bones
Open the gate to that cursed tower
Where the evil of this universe sleep
Set free the hatred, the anger and wrath
Until it again in all human hearts creep
The song "Kingdom Under Funeral Skies" by Moonblood is a dark and eerie journey into a desolate and grim land. The lyrics paint a picture of a world ruled by the dead, where graves and mist dominate the landscape. The singer, riding on "zephyrous wings," enters this realm as if it is a pilgrimage to the stormlord. The journey is not an easy one, as the image of "black fenrir's howl" suggests, but the singer is determined to conquer the storm.
As the journey continues, the singer encounters the creatures who rule this land. These beings are born out of dead man's ashes, and they wield their axes with deadly force. The atmosphere is nearly infernal, and the air is filled with dark necromancy. Sorcerers decide the singer's fate, and only those who are cruel are allowed to enter the ivory towers.
The song culminates in a call to arms. The singer must open the gate to the cursed tower, where the evil of the universe sleeps. The goal is to set free the hatred, the anger, and the wrath until it creeps back into all human hearts. In essence, the song tells a story of a desolate and dark world, where the dead rule and the living must fight to survive.
Line by Line Meaning
Conquer the storm
Overcome the difficulties
On Zephyrous Wings
Using the wind as a weapon
Ride into the sunset
Do not lose sight of your goal
Follow the shadow grey and dark
Be persistent on your path no matter how challenging it gets
Stride through the veil
Cloak yourself in darkness to face the unknown
Of black fenrir's howl
The sound of danger lurking around you
Marks your path
The traces left behind that guide you where to go
When the light is dying slow
When you are about to fail
You'll enter a realm
You will enter a different world
Beyond mortality
A place where humans do not belong
To the stormlord you'll blow
Offering yourself as a tribute to the ruler of the land
You'll know when you reached
The sense of accomplishment when you have arrived
Your journey's end
The end of your venture
When you cross the
The moment when you leave behind
Threshold of malediction
The entrance to a cursed place
Don't be afraid
Stay courageous
To give up to your fears
Do not yield to your anxieties
You don't need
Relying only on yourself
A saviour's benediction
Not seeking help or blessings from anyone
Gravestones rule that grim land's sight
The place is under the control of the dead
And mist is dwelling here eternal
The fog persists, making it difficult to see
Rain is whipping under funeral skies
The heavy downpour under the mournful weather
The atmosphere nearly infernal
The environment almost feels like hellfire
Born out of dead man's ashes
The creatures that inhabit the land are either reanimated corpses or descended from them
Are the creatures who rule
They are the dominant beings in the land
With swinging axe
Using violence and combat to maintain power
In the mists of wrath and anger
Fury and rage all around
They're breaking the weak heretics neck
Violently suppressing the heretics
Air is filled with dark necromancy
The dark art of death magic is present everywhere
And the water is only a witches brew
The water is contaminated with toxic substances
Sorcerers decide of your entry
The permission to enter is granted by the powerful wizards
You must be cruel, like the chosen few
Showing no mercy, like the few appointed ones
Walk the path until the glad
Keep walking the path until the end
Where the ivory towers thrones
Where the center of power is located
The witchcraft of a thousand wizards
The collective power of many magic practitioners
Is buried here with their rotten bones
Their powers have disappeared with their decayed bodies
Open the gate to that cursed tower
Unlocking the passageway to the cursed building
Where the evil of this universe sleep
Where the malevolence of the universe lies dormant
Set free the hatred, the anger and wrath
Releasing the negative emotions
Until it again in all human hearts creep
So that it can spread again among people
Contributed by Lucas F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
scathach
great