Psychedelic Noir

by WOM

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"Psychedelic Noir" is WOM's third full length album after "Northern Sons" and 2016's "From Abyss, Thy Wrath", an album recorded during the whole January and February 2017.

"The idea of "Psychedelic Noir" was first to be thought in the summer of 2017, when I knew a change will have to occur for this project, a different path, my own path, not the others path!
Although the main flow of WOM's style of black metal is still maintained, every song has a specific way to transit from aggressiveness to calmness, making an average seven minute track less boring and repetitive into the ears of the listener. Also the first album after "Northern Sons" to feature piano even if as a "blend in" secondary instrument (except for Shades of Despair).
"Psychedelic Noir" is not necessarily a concept album, except if the listener desire it to be one, as for the lyrics - seven poems about the seasons written awhile ago - The Ides of Death and Nocturnal Sun represents the Summer, Tears of Rust, Moonlight Melancholia represents the Fall, Winter's Calling, Motionless Self represents the Winter and finally River Noir and The Tempest of Loss represents the Spring with "Shades of Despair, a catchy piano conclusion instrumental.
Enjoy it and for a better experience use headphones. " A.

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released March 18, 2017

A. - All Instruments/ Vocals/ Lyrics/ Programming.

Cover Art - Benjaming Lander "The New Moon".

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WOM (or Winds of Mayhem) is a one man black metal band from Cyprus, formed in 2011 by A.

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Track Name: The Ides of Death
The lost sights of the blossoming meadows
Carved my return, in her draining eyes
An abstract breathless path, now awaken
Carved my return, amidst a suffocating past.

The lost sights of the blossoming meadows
Carved my return, in her draining eyes
Failed drops of hope, summer's dreary rain
Dripping fear, into the ides of pain.


Riding reflections of black and white,
Perpetual shades of a vanning May,
Riding reflections of desperate night,
My lost and found, undesired lurking grey.

Ides, ides of rain,
Ides, seclusion in flesh.
Ides, ides of pain,
Ides, in my hours in Death.

Ascend into the pillars of seduction's loom
Wherein undesired agony fades and fades.
Surrend the pleasure's fever - the ides of rain
A dance to abide, into (the) numb eternity.


The lost sights of the blossoming meadows
Carved my return, in her draining eyes
An abstract breathless path, now awaken
Carved my return, amidst a suffocating past.

The lost sights of the blossoming meadows
Carved my return, in her draining eyes
Failed drops of hope, summer's dreary rain
Dripping fear, into the ides of pain.
Track Name: Nocturnal Sun
How could sanity, for the phantom's bleed,
To blossom in wisdom, from a shapeless seed?
The torment of disarraying sights,
In blackness, sickens all minds
My nocturnal hive.

How could pleasure, for the phantom's yell
To be felt anew in this empty shell?
The cage of a cycling past,
Memories to emerge all lust
(Into) My imminent cast.


Incarcerated in a deep suspended loop
Endless desolation, obscure isolation
A journey into suffering's skeletons
Awaiting serene, phantom's euphoria.

Spirals of a dormant lost confession
Egresses from an abyssal surface - the confinement,
Levitates the passage of confusion
Hypnotized by its fading cycling - the alignment.

Dark tunnels of this consciousness,
Flooded with its dripping fear - an eternal run.
Trials to encounter the awareness
Into the shadows of a dazzling unknown - eternal Sun.


Summer's endless desolation,
Summer's craving temptation,
Nocturnal isolation...


How could sanity, for the phantom's bleed,
To blossom in wisdom, from a shapeless seed?
The torment of disarraying sights,
In blackness, sickens all minds
My nocturnal hive.

How could pleasure, for the phantom's yell
To be felt anew in this empty shell?
The cage of a cycling past,
Memories to emerge all lust
(Into) My imminent cast.
Track Name: Tears of Rust
Instrumental
Track Name: Moonlight Melancholia
Lay of the forgotten ethereal leaf(s),
Unfurls the still pleasing eye,
A breeze of autumn's forlorn deeps,
Cycle over the rudder of time.

A shattered distant voice
Echoed the quiet forest.

A hallowed dissonant song,
Selene's desperate call.

A blinded estranged gaze,
Splendor of all horizons.


On all sights, silence commenced to hearken awhile
For her words, abides astray in stillness - a smile.

Still lurking fears art, secluded into the stars,
Behind the rusty mask, guardian of today's scars.


Perturbation!
Exceedance!
A soughing wind craving in disarray.
Frustration!
Grievance!
Driven into this dreamless gateway.

Dive into this void of water, (let it go...)
The endless healing wash over, (...leave it flow...)
Dive deep, wherein purity dwells, (...let it grow)
for all the solitude forever wounds,
Thy melancholia drenched cold.


Lay of the forgotten ethereal leafs, (Under the moonlight weeps)
Unfurls the still pleasing eye. (Glimpsing shy...)
A breeze of autumn's forlorn deeps (...wherein wisdom sleeps)
Cycle over the rudder of time. (Darkened sublime)


A shattered distant voice
Echoed the quiet forest.

A hallowed dissonant song,
Selene's desperate chorus.

A blinded estranged gaze,
Splendor of all horizons.
Track Name: Winter's Calling
Daylight uttered desperate farewells in cries,
For skies loomed a premature dawning in lies.

An avalanche of destruction be-bother the sights
Avalanche of perdition, the uncanny frost bites,
In despair, in demise, a natural furry ignites
Resurrection of grey, in every winter's nights.

A sudden wander upon the silent halls of nature,
Awakens darkened horizons, a ghastly craving future,
An everlasting void, skies of starless portraiture,
An everlasting winter, beautiful raving creature.

Winter, winter's falling!
Winter, winter's calling!

Recalling the absent phantoms, corpses I once wear
Through my cast's wasted pain, I wander elsewhere,
A feverish dream, a riddle was shown, at last, aware,
Through these sharpen thorns, a shinning nowhere.

It was the eternal winter, a sorcery of betray
It was life's all unpleasant, a woeful dismay
It was an everlasting birth of a nocturnal day,
It was light who trembled, once secluded, gone astray.
Track Name: Motionless Self
Wandering on the path of every novel beginning,
I found myself motionless, again and again.

Airs of seasonal strange, as my mind is stolen,
For the once ignited desires - resting frozen.

Inner self, wherein landscapes are failing
Winter's poem, written with a poison pen.


An imminent blow, of the inner winds,
Amidst the warmth, of a wounded tree,
A soulless symphony of all ghastly sounds,
In its serenity, to be howled an agony.

An imminent scream from the endless-to reach bottom
Deafened the gloomy skies, in their grey to be hold
A dirge for the paralysed, (and) unseen fate's fallen
Behind the always-broken wings of a motionless self.
Track Name: River Noir
A premature dying fire,
Myriad of evil desire,
Enslaved by the flood,
Shattered all my blood.

The river's flowing a tear,
The river's flowing near.

Deep in riddle's lore
Trembled essence core,
For curses art summoning
Aghast dreams of drowning.

The river's flowing a tear,
River! Rewind my fear.


As shores retreat,
An abyss of water
Submerged in disarray,
Submerged in slaughter.

Oscillating thorns onto the regressive body,
An insipid despair, a vessel to sustain
Last union with nature's peaks of pain
Unfolding the continuance of this disharmony.


Behold the drenched hazel eyes,
Serene, amidst river's sudden
Anchored thoughts, an inane floating,
Amongst spring's surly storms.
Track Name: The Tempest of Loss
The sickening hands of the pianist,
Numb fingers, never to rewind for long
A reflection, in its divine song,
The broken mirror of the narcissist.

A chaotic fallen force began to drain
All colorful pleasures, in its innocent slay,
As in every sunrise, spared to remain,
Lays in the clouds, the tears of (the) day.

A chaotic fallen force began to terror
All colorful pleasures, in its shinning collapse
Shards of monstrosity's sinister mirror,
Tempest of loss at spring's (morbid) climax.


Day's absence of an ideal,
It seems the pain's unreal.
Of life's silenced tread,
It seems just dark ahead.

The soughing winds, from the deeps of the oblivion
Carved the dreadfulness on the statue of adaptation.
Lurking souls, behind the veil of cemented tears,
Dripping in eternity's euphoria, a frozen suffering.

Day's absence of an ideal,
It seems the pain's unreal,
Stranded amongst a woeful tree,
It seems it speaks to me.

The soughing winds, from the deeps of the oblivion
Carved the dreadfulness on the statue of adaptation.
Lurking souls, behind the veil of cemented tears,
Dripping in eternity's euphoria, a frozen suffering.
Track Name: Shades of Despair
Instrumental