The band… Read Full Bio ↴The Foreshadowing is a gothic doom metal band from Rome, Italy.
The band was officially formed at the dawn of 2005, but the project was actually started back in 1998, from an idea of Alessandro Pace (aka Alex Vega), who involved his friends Andrea Chiodetti (guitar) and Francesco Sosto (keyboards) with the idea of starting up a new gothic doom metal band in the vein of My Dying Bride, Katatonia and Anathema, revisiting the sound of these bands in a modern key and with a personal style. Soon the trio was forced to put aside the project, as they couldn’t find the right members to fill the band up.
After a long period of other experiences in various band (Klimt 1918, Spiritual Front, Grimness), they rejoined again and found the spur to take in the old doom metal project again. Soon they were joined by drum player Jonah Padella and bass guitar player Davide Pesola, two old acquaintances of the underground metal scene in Rome. A couple of months later they engaged Marco Benevento, vocalist and mastermind of the Italian gothic metal band How Like a Winter, who was the missing link to complete the line up.
Their debut full-length, "Days of Nothing", was released during autumn 2005 and the beginning of 2006 and was mixed by Giuseppe Orlando (Novembre) at Outer Sound Studios in Rome. Days of Nothing is a concept album about an imaginary apocalypse wished by an insane ordinary man. After the releases the band signs to British cult label Candlelight Records. On 22 October 2007 Days of Nothing was issued under the historical label, receiving praise from most of the critics. Recently The Foreshadowing announced their official endorsement with Jackson Guitars USA.
In the beginning of 2010, The Foreshadowing announced the release of their second album "Oionos", whose release date was set on April 2010 and contemporary made public their signing a new deal with German label Cyclone Empire Records. In the album tracklist was included a gothic metal cover version of Russians, a famous 1980s hit by Sting.
Their third album, "Second World", was released in April 2012.
Chant of Widows
The Foreshadowing Lyrics
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Burn those roses in the sand
They can sing their litany
They can suffer in my tears.
Land of communion burn inside.
Rushing blood into my eyes
Chant of widows on the streets
But no enemies to fight.
Land of confusion cast me aside.
Out in the garden, sleeping, pleading
Behind the doorway, begging, starving
Around the corner mourners, murders
We're just survivors in the city.
Thoughts of death in words and knives
Chant of widows in my mind
They can sing my revenge
And evoke the lord of fire.
Land of communion burn inside.
Land of confusion cast me aside.
The Foreshadowing's song Chant of Widows is a powerful and emotive exploration of tragedy and loss, drawing on themes of war, death and mourning to create a haunting and unforgettable sensory experience. The opening lines, "Burning sun, if you hear me / Burn those roses in the sand," set the tone for the rest of the song, as the singer invokes the power of nature to purge the world of its sorrows and suffering. The image of roses burning in the desert becomes a metaphor for the destruction of beauty and life in war-torn regions, where even the most fragile and delicate things are consumed by the flames of conflict.
As the song progresses, we hear the eerie "Chant of widows" rising up from the streets, a haunting and mournful sound that speaks to the devastation wrought by war. The singer describes "warriors coming right on their way / But no enemies to fight," highlighting the senseless and futile nature of conflict, in which innocent civilians often suffer alongside combatants. Ultimately, the song presents a bleak and somber vision of the world, in which even the act of survival is a kind of mourning, and the only hope for redemption lies in the flames of revenge and the call of the lord of fire.
Line by Line Meaning
Burning sun, if you hear me
Praying to the scorching sun for help and guidance.
Burn those roses in the sand
Destroying any sense of beauty and hope in this desolate place.
They can sing their litany
Let them recite their prayers, it does not matter anymore.
They can suffer in my tears.
Their pain is nothing compared to the sorrow and anguish that I feel inside.
Land of communion burn inside.
This once-peaceful place has turned into a fiery hell, where no one is safe.
Rushing blood into my eyes
Feeling the anger and rage building up within me, ready to burst out at any moment.
Chant of widows on the streets
The mournful cries of women who have lost their loved ones in this brutal war.
Warriors coming right on their way
Soldiers marching forward, ready for combat against their foes.
But no enemies to fight.
Despite their readiness, there is no one to engage in battle with, leaving the soldiers feeling empty and purposeless.
Land of confusion cast me aside.
The chaos and disorder of this place has left me feeling lost and alone.
Out in the garden, sleeping, pleading
People lying down in the open, begging for mercy and hoping for a peaceful ending to their suffering.
Behind the doorway, begging, starving
Others are trapped inside, desperately hoping for a way out, with no food or water to sustain them.
Around the corner mourners, murders
Death and grief are always near, with people mourning their loved ones and murder lurking just around the corner.
We're just survivors in the city.
All that is left is a group of traumatized survivors, struggling to make it through each day.
Thoughts of death in words and knives
Death is always present, whether it be through the words that are spoken or the weapons that are wielded.
Chant of widows in my mind
The mournful cries of the widows have become a constant refrain in my head.
They can sing my revenge
The widows are calling for revenge and justice to be served for the atrocities that have been committed.
And evoke the lord of fire.
Their cries are summoning a destructive force, one that will burn everything to the ground and start anew.
Land of communion burn inside.
The flames of destruction spread throughout the land, consuming everything in its path.
Land of confusion cast me aside.
Left to wonder if there will ever be an end to the suffering and chaos that plagues this land.
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