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The Invisible Seam

by Fliege

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flavaphrase A Post Punk Black Metal concept album based on Ingmar Bergman's The Seventh Seal? Fuckin' righto then! Helps that this album is so well written and suffers no bloat. I was so stoked to see all the songs are done in around 5 mins, not the 15 minute plus Spinal Tap Jazz Odysseys of a bunch of contemporary BM and Doom etc. And the electronic drums! That snare sounds like white noise and cuts the tracks into ribbons so deftly. Neither my flesh nor I are anything but amped on this album. Favorite track: Four Suns.
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1.
My flesh is afraid but I am not Not of the flood that carved sand from rock But of the silence above that mocks me when I kneel So let’s wager the answers on a game Is silence absence? Is absence pain? Was it man or the lamb that cracked the seal? You drew black You drew black You, you drew black (My flesh is afraid but I am not) You, you drew black (My flesh is afraid but I am not) You, you drew black (My flesh is afraid but I am not) You, you drew black (My flesh is afraid but I am not)
2.
Four Suns 04:17
Wreaths of rot strung up to dry The flies churning Herald a symphony of lies In the cloudless, godless, unblinking sky A decade lost and all I found Amidst the incense burning In this crypt above the ground We’re all ashes We all fall down Four suns hung burning in the dull Of a dead world’s eye The carrion crusting at the socket The road home Erased in the wind And where the forest grew thick I found The only way up is down Plague flowers beside the bed Nothing but the vermin stirring Thresholds marked in red Every grave in this land is over fed Wine to ash in thy mouth Blistered tongues searching For a reason in the stony ground Dust to dust Round and round Four suns hung burning in the dull Of a dead world’s eye The carrion crusting at the socket The road home Erased in the wind And where the forest grew thick I found The only way up is down Nothing left inside For our spirit to imbibe Despairs never contrived A soul that’s left deprived God willing if the rivers don’t rise But I can feel them swelling inside There is no higher ground The only way up is down God help us we’re burning alive The flames crash like the waves inside A scream without a sound The only way up is down God willing if the rivers don’t rise But I can feel them swelling inside There is no higher ground The only way up is down God help us we’re burning alive The flames crash like the waves inside A scream without a sound The only way up is down
3.
A Confession 04:08
Father, tear him out of my heart (Farther father) Break his image into infinite shards (Farther father) Cut their throats spill the poison blood (Stain the altar) Cast me out of the grace, the light, and the love I am meaningless to heaven I am invisible to hell If there’s a reckoning out there Why haven’t I been cut down and buried shallow where I fell Father I’ve communed with the dark (Farther father) With a void, with no edge and no heart (Farther father) It is here dressed in your holy robes (The candles falter) Deceit and death disguised in his favorite cloaks I want the burden of proof Not the convenience of fate I’d rather be alone Than worship a word on the page A word on a page As I accept the sacrament (Forgive forget) And revel in the testament (Forgive forget) My return to serenity (Forgive forget) Why haven’t you forgiven me? Why? Why won’t you forgive me? Return to serenity Why won’t you forgive me? Why? Why won’t you forgive me? Fade to obscurity Why won’t you forgive me Your pain is killing all of me I am meaningless to heaven I am invisible to hell If there’s a reckoning out there Why haven’t I been cut down and buried shallow where I fell? The only hand I feel on my back Is a creeping fever robed in black The bell won’t till unless he rings it The hole isn’t dug until he digs it There is no plan he is it We’re just pawns for the slaughter of his bishop
4.
Whip meet hand meet flesh meet man Meet the latticework upon his back Flesh meet bone meet thorn meet crown Meet yourself upon the dripping stone Depth meet height meet plenty meet plight Baptize yourself in the failing light Where darkness reigns in cloaks of chains And pain is all and all is pain Ascend Transcend Bend your will until you can’t Again, again Close the ouroboros of man I am Doomed to repeat the same dead end From tail to head Devouring myself just to live Rope meet wrist meet rack meet twist Stretch yourself into unbearable bliss In sickness and health, meet other meet self Forsake within and embrace without Depth meet height meet plenty meet plight Baptize yourself in the failing light Where darkness reigns in cloaks of chains And pain is all and all is pain Ascend Transcend Bend your will until you can’t Again, again Close the ouroboros of man I am Doomed to repeat the same dead end From tail to head Devouring myself just to live The logic’s sound But the premise is flawed Sacrifice is nothing When nothing is all we are The logic’s sound But the premise is flawed Your scars aren’t a map They’re just scars I’ve eaten hope just to survive I’ve climbed the ladder of bodies Fall into your zealot line I don’t need a whip to feel alive I’ve hung from every thread I’ve sewn I’ve settled every single debt It’s the end and we are all alone I’m here and I’m on my own The gates are rusted shut And the windows boarded up And I finally understand That it’s our own blood on our hands We’re fucked
5.
Love Plague 04:24
WHYYYYY Love is the blackest of all plagues A soft iron in the blue flame A dirty needle in the sick vein A desperate penance for a broken faith Love is the blackest of all plagues More white on the blank page A deep pit in a dark cave A desperate sermon for the end of days Call out to me in the darkness Faith is a torment But torment won’t save us Scream that love is a fortress But it won’t hold in this vacuum of nothingness In the maw of emptiness Faith is a torment In the covenant detritus God’s gone and nothing’s replaced him Loss is the rot at the soft place The give in the vital brace The brutal end of brutal things The desperate groping as the light fades Loss is the rot at the soft place The still hand on the blank face The one thing we can’t unmake The final pillar of a one-way faith Toiling nights of loneliness My cure is your pestilence Desperate nights got me delirious Yahhh Call out to me in the darkness Faith is a torment But torment won’t save us Scream that love is a fortress But it won’t hold in this vacuum of nothingness In the maw of emptiness Faith is a torment In the covenant detritus God’s gone and nothings replaced him WHYYYY
6.
Amidst the tents and painted limbs The fog refracts the sunrise I have awoke a different man An empty outline colored in If I’m alright, if I’m OK It doesn’t matter if I’m dreaming What I don’t know, it can’t hurt me [P] It only keeps us breathing ]What if enlightenment pulls back The curtain I’ve been holding fast? What if I’m the only one that’s left behind? What if salvation doesn’t take? What if the illusion breaks? What if I’m left here just to fade away? Upon the abandoned stage The wind whispers to me An autumn tongue speaking my name In the mouth of another day You’ll be alright, you’ll be OK It doesn’t matter if you’re dreaming Unto the dust, we are unmade Never be afraid In the embroidery I see the design of everything A blue robe with golden flowers The minutes swelling into hours Time is all around us Embracing me In the infinite folds Inside the wakeless dream Into the dayless cold Beyond the invisible seam The invisible seam (x4)
7.
Two roads diverged I chose the one mapped in blood If you can’t teach them Split them open If you can’t make them see If they can’t feel then make them feel again Piece by piece by piece The night is humid with hatred’s breath The air is thick with the pyre’s stench Cut off their heads to spare their necks Reseed the fields with their ash Carve out their tongues, take your words back If we don’t fight, we’re no better than them Two ends converge We chose the one inked in blood If you can’t tame them Make them afraid again We are not prey, we feed If they can’t feel then make them feel again It’s their turn to live on their knees I am the blood of the earth That you found in the dark By the light of the fire A trap in the night I am the blood of the earth That you found in the dark By the light of the fire A trap in the night The winter limbs are my limbs And the moon is my eye And it’s seen ends like yours Time after time
8.
Die Raval 02:41
Last words denied When you fucking go Go quiet Tell it To the soil Confide In the lid as it’s sealed tight Repent Beg the stone For anything But the agony that you are owed Peel back the lesioned skin Of the world you’re living in Stretch it until it fits A new skeleton You’re not fooling him Die Raval (x6) You were born dead you rapist pig Die Raval (x6) I hope you choke on your last breath Why waste the water when you’re already dead? Why feed the beast when it’s already fed? Don’t beg for mercy, there’s no mercy for you Just the same rotten boils eating through You and your fucking kind... You and your fucking kind are due
9.
The Censer 03:08
We’re all borrowed From those we follow Beneath vaulted ceilings The censer sways We’re all borrowed From those we follow The stained glass bleeding The censer sways
10.
The shepherd’s wet with blood He’s led his bleating flock to the edge Like water to the fall Break the bread and pour the wine Feed the fire to watch the fire die The shepherd’s lost the path The wolves froth and gnash Like drums in the dark Spend the coins upon your eyes Heaven is the first and final lie In this room In this bed Beside you, inside my head Tomorrow blooms Already gone, already dead In this house Between these walls Beneath this facade I can tell From the look in your eyes To you I’m nothing But something else to lose The shepherd’s black with blood Nailed to his own crook Another messiah on the spit Break the bread and pour the wine Feed the fire just to watch the fire die The shepherd’s drank them dry Filled the lakes and drained the sky Threw it up and brought the flood Give up, let go, and cave in This is where everything begins A voice said, let there be light And there was light inside of me It was brighter than It had any right to be But it felt like a lie That I’d die just to believe So I stepped off the edge And I’m still falling Faster and farther Farther and longer There is no bottom To catch me Falling forward while drifting backward In the still, I plummet faster There is nothing to stop me now There’s a light in the darkening pane Distant peaks on fire Release the mortal chains Death is desire There’s a light in the darkening pane Burning brighter and brighter Release the mortal chains Death is desire (x4) Death is desire One more move and I’m free Peace is a fire I feel it burning in me I feel it shining in me I feel it cauterizing I feel nothing I feel nothing I feel nothing

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After two long years, Fliege have returned from the non-denominational crusades questioning the concept of god, the cost of living, and, of course, what comes next. Inspired by Ingmar Bergman's existential horror masterwork 'The Seventh Seal'—AKA the inspiration behind 'Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey'—and armed with a consecrated arsenal of riffs, synths, and other electrified goodies, the Brooklyn trio navigate the plague-ravaged wastes modern life and stave off the merriments of Death just long enough to make it home for happy hour.

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released January 31, 2020

Coleman Bentley - guitars, clean vocals, drum programming, samples
Peter Rittweger - vocals
Chris Palermo - synths, keyboards

Recorded by Coleman Bentley, Nikhil Kamineni and Gabriel Espinosa at various locations
Mixed by Gabriel Espinosa at WinterBeast, Portland, OR
Mastered by Brad Boatright at AudioSiege, Portland, OR
Cover art by Nathan Clark Bentley

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