Get all 3 Cistvaen releases available on Bandcamp and save 30%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of At Light's Demise, Under the Silent Meadow Skies EP, and Kistvaen.
1. |
At Light's Demise
09:09
|
|||
|
A disconsolate winter
The frost covered graves
Watch the dead roses wilt and decay
The phantoms that last
Loom over the past
In our funerary dreams
We relent to the slow march
Through the tainted earth
Where hope once grew
But the seeds of despair
Are all that bloomed
Bearing poisonous fruit
Blood at the root
Empty are the hours
Of a night with no end
A conscious reverie
Unbroken
The tainted earth
Where hope once grew
But the seeds of despair
Are all that bloomed
Bearing poisonous fruit
Blood at the root
I choke upon this bitter crop
Cut by the scythe
Frail candlelight flickers
Casting ghosts on the walls
In empty chambers
Stood in marble halls
Where the questions reverberate
Silence answers our cries
At lights demise
Silence answers our cries
At lights demise
|
||||
2. |
Cessation of Hope
09:18
|
|||
|
There was once the dawn of tomorrow
There was once the unwritten page
There was hope we glimpsed once and held
Watched as it withered away
Do we bring our own devastation
Do we choose the hill upon which we die
The tears that fell
The cold lamentation
Thoughts that linger on through the night
There was once the dawn of tomorrow
There was once the unwritten page
Do we bring our own devastation
Do we choose the hill upon which we die
The tears that fell
The cold lamentation
Thoughts that linger on through the night
Somehow I know this pastoral glade serene
From an old recurring dream
I saw places I have never seen
The bottle
The rope
The cessation of hope
|
||||
3. |
The Epitaph
09:51
|
|||
|
All is said
All is done
The epitaph of life
And look back through tear stained eyes
At the writing etched in stone
Where died those dreams we held so tight
I see them glimmer
In amethyst twilight
Why does my countenance falter
Should a moment cross my mind
I break again
It’s the things we
Don’t say
That rot us away
Last breath of a summer breeze
Sunset falls beyond the trees
As you walk out of my memories
Into fields of burnished gold
So leaves the distant summer breeze
Daylight dies beyond the trees
As you walk out from my memories
Into fields of burnished gold
|
||||
4. |
Time The Mournful
07:40
|
|||
|
We leave the shadows
At the dawning of the day
Time in ever mourning
Hands to us the key
Alone we go before
We’ve seen back
Way back when
The trees wept leaves
Seasons changed
Dead hours passed away
We grieve the shadows
As the night consumes the day
Time in ever mourning
Takes away the key
Alone we go before
We’ve seen back
Way back when
The trees wept leaves
Seasons changed
Dead hours passed away
Those silent times
Downcast eyes
I tried
There was time
There was time
Rushing through the hourglass
Spilt sand
There was time
|
||||
5. |
Bleak House
09:21
|
|||
|
There was a time
Seems so long ago
In the bleak November
A winter funeral sun
We looked away
With eyes not of our own
Cold was the morning
And bitter was the chill
In the bleak November
A winter funeral sun
We looked away
With eyes not of our own
Where a distant flame did flicker
The empty hearth
Where the dusk falls deep obsidian
Beneath the weeping stars
Here was the time
Was it so long ago
In the bleak November
A winter funeral sun
We turned away
With eyes not of our own
The stream that leads
Through the cracked and barren moor
Until rising on the hillside
In solitary grey
Stands stark in the wilderness
A dank mist swirls the stone
Of the bleak house foreboding
Saw through eyes not of our own
|
||||
6. |
Silver Birch
00:44
|
|||
7. |
The Blind Observer
11:44
|
|||
|
Askew my sight
Sense I cannot make
Blurred by the opaque
To glimpse through the haze
Is to see on through the clouded maze
Through fog the frail memories
That rest beneath the Linden trees
When I tried to speak
I caught a thistle in my throat
Tears stung my eyes
I could say no more
The words that you spoke
You lit the fire of my funeral pyre
Like narcotic smoke
Swirling my skull
The black flames did rise
I could say no more
Askew my sight
Sense I cannot make
Blurred by the opaque
To glimpse through the haze
Is to see on through the clouded maze
Through fog the frail memories
That rest beneath the Linden trees
Behind these sightless eyes
Images evocation can’t procure
Those that the dark iron bars obscure
The thousand-yard stare
As I blindly observe
That left unwitnessed by ocular nerve
A faint image flitters
I will say no more
|
||||
Cistvaen England, UK
Formed in 2016, Cistvaen are an atmospheric black metal band from Devon and the South West of England, UK.
If you like Cistvaen, you may also like:
supported by 44 fans who also own “At Light's Demise”
Blackbraid quickly followed up their 2022 debut in 2023 with more native folk infused furious black metal. This is by no means a sophomore slump as it is equally excellent, methodical, melodical, and approachable as the first record. 9/10
go to album
supported by 42 fans who also own “At Light's Demise”
What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music.
go to album
supported by 32 fans who also own “At Light's Demise”
《 So many questions 》 — "Rest", Inevitable. NONE. La mort est une épée de Damoclès : elle va tomber et on en a conscience ; on ignore quand et on la redoute. Tel est le thème d'Inevitable. Pour pousser ce concept jusqu'au bout, NONE fait en sorte que ce quatrième album soit à double tranchants. Sur le plan quantitatif, DSBM et dark ambiant sont sur un pied d'égalité : si le premier est toujours aussi dévastateur, le second n'est pas là pour apporter du réconfort. L'incertitude, l'angoisse...
go to album
Joseph Hawker subverts the musical and sociopolitical status quo with a black metal triptych that's as incendiary as it is impressionistic.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Aug 4, 2023
go to album
Wind, Breeze, or Breath
by STARER
Another scorcher from the phenomenal one-man black metal outfit STARER, with mind-flaying riffs and eerie tremolo-picked melodies.
go to album
Striving Toward Oblivion
by VORGA
supported by 32 fans who also own “At Light's Demise”
Un album dense et une atmosphère oppressante. Mélodique et puissant. 3/5
go to album
