Formed in 2012, the band takes root in a raw depressive black metal, but now sheds all boundaries, taking inspiration from an array of additional dark atmospheres including the writings of H.P. Lovecraft and I.M. Banks, noir thrillers and horror movies. The band's excellent early recordings were gathered in the "Origins" compilation released in late 2016.
Exploring themes of borderline death states, aberrant afterlife worlds and strange mental disorders, the WHITE WARD sound spans the expansiveness of instrumental jazz and the depths of pitch black existential despair. After recording the first full-length album "Futility Report", WHITE WARD was signed to Debemur Morti Productions and now is primed to embark much further on the divergent sonic journey.
The band continues to evolve and change directions with their second release, “Love Exchange Failure”. Dark-jazz aesthetics appear more vibrant and deeper than ever before, while elements of blackened death, prog, and black metal scream out in an intense fury over vicious blast beats, courtesy of new drummer Noctum! Lyrical themes explore new dimensions, diving into the abyss of human psyche instead of creating Lovecraft-inspired worlds.
In June 2022, the Ukrainian Black Metal innovators are prepared to unleash their third album, “False Light”, incorporating and intertwining various influences into a potent and dystopian mix. “False Light” is an indispensable record from a stunning band at the top of their game.
Leviathan
White Ward Lyrics
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Its nights are endless
Its walls are tall
My prayers are worthless
This purgatory is blind
Its days are countless
Its ditches are deep
Your prayers are worthless
Walking across these burial grounds
Where our skyscrapers rise
Searching for evidence that this world
Is devoted to crashes
A pile of ashes is turned to gold
Digging a grave to find a corpse
Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse
But the flesh is gone
(But the fleshisgone)
Digging a grave to find a corpse
Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse
But the flesh is gone
(The flesh is gone)
So is the dignity in nameless replications
So is the dignity in nameless replications
Forsaken myths are luring us down
Consistent supremacy of denial
All our mistakes are never forgotten
Insufficiency of those who were never begotten
The strongest feeling is burning my mind
My tears fall down dry
I mourn imprisoned in a concrete grave
Where hatred is tearing me apart
Walking across these burial grounds
Where our skyscrapers rise
Searching for evidence that this world
Is devoted to crashes
A pile of ashes is turned to gold
The lyrics to White Ward's song "Leviathan" convey a sense of despair and hopelessness in a city that is depicted as deaf, blind, and endless. The singer expresses their feeling of worthlessness as they navigate through this purgatory-like existence. The imagery of burial grounds and skyscrapers emphasizes the juxtaposition between life and death, suggesting that the world is ultimately destined for destruction. The search for evidence that this world is devoted to crashes reflects a desire to find meaning and purpose amidst the chaos, but all that remains is a pile of ashes, symbolizing the decay and futility of it all.
Line by Line Meaning
This city is deaf
The city is indifferent and unresponsive
Its nights are endless
The nights feel never-ending and bleak
Its walls are tall
The barriers and boundaries are formidable
My prayers are worthless
My pleas or hopes have no effect or value
This purgatory is blind
The state of being in limbo or suffering is ignorant or unaware
Its days are countless
The days stretch on endlessly
Its ditches are deep
The pitfalls or hardships are profound
Your prayers are worthless
Your entreaties or hopes have no effect or value
Walking across these burial grounds
Moving through spaces associated with death and loss
Where our skyscrapers rise
In the places where our modern society thrives
Searching for evidence that this world
Seeking proof that this existence
Is devoted to crashes
Is dedicated to collapse or ruin
A pile of ashes is turned to gold
Transforming a state of destruction or ruin into something valuable
Digging a grave to find a corpse
Attempting to uncover something dead or lifeless
Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse
Imagining violence or harm without feeling any guilt
But the flesh is gone
But the physical aspect or substance is absent
So is the dignity in nameless replications
The honor or respect is also absent in anonymous duplications
Forsaken myths are luring us down
Abandoned or forgotten beliefs are attracting us towards despair
Consistent supremacy of denial
Persistent control or dominance of refusing the truth
All our mistakes are never forgotten
None of our errors are ever completely remembered
Insufficiency of those who were never begotten
The inadequacy of those who were never conceived or created
The strongest feeling is burning my mind
An intense emotion is consuming and tormenting my thoughts
My tears fall down dry
My sadness or grief is numbed or empty
I mourn imprisoned in a concrete grave
I grieve while trapped in a metaphorical tomb of hopelessness
Where hatred is tearing me apart
Where animosity or hostility is causing severe internal suffering
Walking across these burial grounds
Moving through spaces associated with death and loss
Where our skyscrapers rise
In the places where our modern society thrives
Searching for evidence that this world
Seeking proof that this existence
Is devoted to crashes
Is dedicated to collapse or ruin
A pile of ashes is turned to gold
Transforming a state of destruction or ruin into something valuable
Contributed by Alyssa N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Marc DiGiambattista
Imagine having to explain to people that you're a black metal saxophonist every time you get the question "so, what do you do?"
Ignis Carn
I doubt this is his job
Herpus Derpus
@Ignis Carn Probs not, but that's what I would put on my resume
DecieverDawg99
If that’s on your resume, I hire you right away.
Raphaël DØDSENGEL
This song is just a pure masterpiece. Слава Україна from France 🇫🇷🤘
Dmytro Skorobohatyi
Дякую пану Івнову за те що порадив такий шедевр. Хлопці ви неймовірні.
1AshesToAshes1
The sax is so amazing.
Feels hauntingly melancholic.
Love it.
Glory to UA.
Andriy Butok
Просто вражаюче, White Ward з часом стають тільки потужніше і майстерніше!
Agostoic
Love the atmospheric dark jazz vibes, powerful stuff.
Howdy Ags
Hey man, do you recommend another band with this same vibe. I'm kinda new to this genre