Founded In: 2010
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Founded In: 2010
Hometown: Tampa, Florida
Genre: Symphonic Deathcore
Record Label: Subliminal Groove Records
Contact Info | Bookings: ovidswithering@gmail.com
Band
JJ "Shiv" Polachek :: Lead Vocals
Matt Suits :: Bass | Vocals
Aaron Rodriguez :: Guitar | Vocals
Mark Gonzalez :: Guitar | Vocals
Dustin Rogers :: Drums
BIO
Ovid's Withering is a musical unit that has been refined into their own identity through seasons of staying on their own two feet, and never settling for less than their best. With a firm DIY ethic that always has kept them at the most interpersonal level with their lively and interactive fanbase, they crafted a brand that keeps listeners involved in their universe even between musical releases. There's always activity behind the curtains of the Ovid's Withering camp, but the curtains are transparent enough for the faithful followers to never feel forgotten in the midst of the toiling songcraft. With a tight, intense live show, and a focus on clever songwriting over easily-forgotten showboating, they have won over many an audience. Such audiences have included crowds belonging to Periphery, Fleshgod Apocalypse, SepticFlesh, Kataklysm, Enfold Darkness, The Absence, Behemoth, Abiotic, Obscura, Born of Osiris, Six Feet Under, and The Black Dahlia Murder. With recently winning the Tampa chapter of Sumerian's Headbang For The Highway battle of the bands, plus increasing widespread interest and hype for their recently released EP titled 'The Cloud Gatherer', they can effortlessly prove themselves to be an engaging and entertaining musical force on both live and recorded platforms of delivery. While others dream, Ovid's Withering forges grandiose visions into tangible art. 2013 will see them moving forward on a larger scale than ever before, and the journey will be a regrettable one to ignore.
exile
Ovid's Withering Lyrics
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Those who dare cross his name
Save the primitive touch of innocence
I will not falter in this
For I remained untouched by these earthly desires
The makers will retaliate both in life and undeath
Deliverance from the conscious
Banished to the black sea, detached from all of his society
They have risen from the ashes of the throne
The tome of the Necrogod
Consecrating a symposium befouled
Left in the hands of the fallen
"You'll pay for this, betrayer! I grow tired of all of your blatant displays of blasphemy.
I have given myself. I belong to the damned.
Exiled for eternity."
Exile
Conceived in the threshold of transformation
Ethereal algorithms eclipsed in prophecy
They have risen from the ashes of the throne
The tome of the Necrogod
Consecrating a symposium befouled
Left in the hands of the fallen
"You'll pay for this, betrayer! I grow tired of all of your blatant displays of blasphemy.
I have given myself. I belong to the damned.
Exiled for eternity.
Let it be written in this passage of lore
For all of these wretched children, all these wretched whores
A maniacal wasteland lay before him
To ignore disease is to be consumed.
To be naive is to entice war."
It begins.
Slowly I crept in - their black tongues flickering betwixt their blistered skin
A most unbiblical chord... all by the grace of the serpent-lord.
"I stand upon the husks of dead heroes to unearth the tome of the Necrogod, and now the visions are clear! We murder to dissect."
The song "Exile" by the band Ovid's Withering explores the idea of banishment and punishment. The lyrics make reference to the Mad King Augustus who proselytizes and punishes those who dare cross his name. The singer of the song stands against the primitive touch of innocence that is lost among the masses consumed by curiosity. However, the makers will retaliate, both in life and undeath, and deliverance from conscious will be banished to the black sea, detached from all society.
The song unfolds with the rise of the ashes of the throne and the tome of the Necrogod. The symposium is befouled and left in the hands of the fallen. The antagonist of the song pays for being a betrayer, given himself to the damned, and exiled for eternity. The verse "Conceived in the threshold of transformation, ethereal algorithms eclipsed in prophecy" hints at the inevitability of the situation.
The last verse speaks about the maniacal wasteland that lays before the exile, the consequences of ignoring disease and the invitation to war through naivety. The tempo of the song increases as the singer creeps in, black tongues flickering between blistered skin, and begins to understand the visions that are clear, and they murder to dissect.
Line by Line Meaning
Curiosity consumes the masses, and the Mad King Augustus proselytizes
The people are obsessed with curiosity, and their ruler, Mad King Augustus, preaches to them.
Those who dare cross his name
Those who dare speak out against the king.
Save the primitive touch of innocence
Hold onto innocence despite the world's corruption.
I will not falter in this
I will not give in to temptation.
For I remained untouched by these earthly desires
I have resisted temptation and remained pure.
The makers will retaliate both in life and undeath
The gods will punish those who sin, both in this life and the afterlife.
Deliverance from the conscious
Freedom from the worries and responsibilities of the world.
Banished to the black sea, detached from all of his society
Exiled to a lonely and isolated place.
"You'll plea for death, death by virtuous hands."
You will regret your sins and wish for a noble death.
They have risen from the ashes of the throne
The enemies of the king have taken power.
The tome of the Necrogod
The book of the god of death.
Consecrating a symposium befouled
Performing dark rituals at a corrupt gathering.
Left in the hands of the fallen
In the possession of those who have lost everything.
"You'll pay for this, betrayer! I grow tired of all of your blatant displays of blasphemy.
The king accuses the rebels of betrayal and blasphemy.
I have given myself. I belong to the damned.
I am damned and have given myself over to evil.
Exiled for eternity.
I am condemned to exile forever.
Conceived in the threshold of transformation
Born at the beginning of a significant transformation.
Ethereal algorithms eclipsed in prophecy
Supernatural patterns obscured by future events.
Let it be written in this passage of lore
May this story be recorded for future generations.
For all of these wretched children, all these wretched whores
Referring to the people who are suffering and are victims of sin.
A maniacal wasteland lay before him
A desolate land filled with madness.
To ignore disease is to be consumed.
Ignoring problems will lead to destruction.
To be naive is to entice war."
Being foolish can lead to conflict and violence.
It begins.
The struggle or conflict is about to start.
Slowly I crept in - their black tongues flickering betwixt their blistered skin
Silently and cautiously approaching a group of sinister individuals.
A most unbiblical chord... all by the grace of the serpent-lord.
Playing a forbidden tune under the approval of a dark deity.
"I stand upon the husks of dead heroes to unearth the tome of the Necrogod, and now the visions are clear! We murder to dissect."
Desecrating the graves of brave warriors to extract a powerful book of magic and using it to justify killing others.
Writer(s): ovid's withering
Contributed by Tyler T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.