Vocalist Kris Gillan (ex Mindfuck), Guitarist Seth Jackson (ex Bulletbelt) Bassist George Prowse (ex Backyard Burial, The Dauntless) and prolific drummer Shaun Anderson (The Dauntless, Saving Grace, Depths) are a seasoned collective of some of New Zealand's most crushing live acts and have come together to form a brutal new project set to take the underground metal scene by storm.
prologue
Scorn Of Creation Lyrics
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And saw my face in the blade reflecting
I tasted gods blood on my lips
Devine, ethereal and so sweet
I need that power now
This corruption will end
I can feel the void
I reach out to the throne
The fire rages on
With gods head in hands
I remove the skin
His face I wear
His mask is mine
The fire is here
As below, so above
My eyes, soaked in blood
The taste of his power enters my mouth
The mask itself, embedded in my skin
We intertwine, we become one
I've grown cold, I'm aching and not breathing
I writhe and twist and spew
Something's wrong, this cannot be
Someone's got their hold on me
I am falling through time and space
I did not reach my destined goal
The power was in my hands
I must have it
I have to find my way back
And so I fall once more
My mind clear
My path set
Determined
I move forward
To claim what is mine
The lyrics of Scorn Of Creation's song Prologue depict a tale of power and corruption, where the singer seeks to gain the power of a god. The song begins with the sound of an axe dropping, as the singer sees their face reflected on the blade of the axe. They taste the blood of the god on their lips, which is described as divine, ethereal and sweet. The singer desires this power to end the corruption and feels an emptiness within them, which is engulfed by fire. They reach out to the throne and remove the skin of the god, wearing their face as a mask. As they become one with the god, they experience physical and emotional pain, realizing that someone has a hold on them. The singer falls through time and space, determined to claim the power that was once in their hands.
The lyrics of Prologue symbolize the human desire for power and the corruption that comes with it. The singer seeks to gain the power of a god, tasting their blood and wearing their face as a mask. This act represents the corruption of power, as the singer becomes consumed by it, experiencing physical and emotional pain. The line "someone's got their hold on me" suggests that the singer is being controlled by an external force, highlighting the danger of seeking too much power.
The lyrics also depict the journey of the singer to reclaim the power that was once in their hands. They fall through time and space, their mind clear and their path set. This journey represents the struggle to regain control and overcome the corruption that consumed them.
Line by Line Meaning
As I brought the axe down
As I struck the blow with the axe
And saw my face in the blade reflecting
And caught sight of my own face reflected in the blade
I tasted gods blood on my lips
I tasted the divine blood of the gods on my lips
Devine, ethereal and so sweet
It was divine, ethereal and tasted sweet to me
I need that power now
I urgently require that power
This corruption will end
The corruption will cease
I can feel the void
I am aware of the emptiness
As the fire engulfs me
As I am engulfed by the flames
I reach out to the throne
I reach for the throne
The fire rages on
The fire continues to burn fiercely
With gods head in hands
Holding the head of the god in my hands
I remove the skin
I peel away the skin
His face I wear
I put on his face like a mask
His mask is mine
I take ownership of the mask
The fire is here
The fire is present
As below, so above
The same applies to both heaven and earth
My eyes, soaked in blood
My eyes, red with blood
The taste of his power enters my mouth
I taste his power
The mask itself, embedded in my skin
The mask is now a part of me
We intertwine, we become one
The god and I merge into one being
I've grown cold, I'm aching and not breathing
I feel cold, in pain and unable to breathe
I writhe and twist and spew
I writhe in agony and vomit
Something's wrong, this cannot be
Something is not right, this should not be happening
Someone's got their hold on me
Someone has a grip on me
I am falling through time and space
I am falling through different dimensions of time and space
I did not reach my destined goal
I failed to achieve what I was meant to do
The power was in my hands
I had the power in my possession
I must have it
I need to have it
I have to find my way back
I must find a way to return
And so I fall once more
I fall again
My mind clear
My mind is clear and focused
My path set
My path is determined and unchanging
Determined
I am resolved and unyielding
I move forward
I advance towards my goal
To claim what is mine
To take what rightfully belongs to me
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Kris Gillan
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Nice! Great production.
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This song has a real classic sound to it (meant in a good way). Almost reminds me of my high school days listening to Deicide and Venom.
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