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Ghosts

by Promethean Misery

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1.
Never seduced by reverie Never imbued by a plague of thoughts Memories relegated; stored in a box Consumed is he in escaping life His saviour clothed in wood, embellished with ivory His Utopia cradled by sound Flawed by a yearning perfection Consumed by tone, regressed from life The more a Maestro the less a man A hollowed soul Open the box to unite with the self Bond once again to misery, pain, laughter and love Unscramble the scenes of life Piece together the past Here is your greatest ensemble
2.
The Darkness 07:13
A darkness seeping through skin My poison, my drug, my flaw It contains me, it keeps me But I bear its soul I hide inside, trying to scratch my way out I pry each day for hope This trail in front of me has already weathered Weary as I am, I’ll follow I am withered from the pain I have suffered I bear the scars of dismay Salt from tears crystallise on my cheek Wounds once veiled, now revealed and bleeding This darkness has tainted my soul with such a bleakness, That when I bleed, I leave the darkest of stains My mind, my body, my soul Is a prisoner trapped in a whirlpool of fury It’s absorbed my spirit whole I am my own shadow
3.
Habitual Red 05:42
Little red flame light my demise My tears dissolve in your ash Burn me, calm me Caressed by embers Troubles cushioned by your smoulder A blinding haze stings Embellished breath Enslaved by this burden I am stained Habitual red I breathe in your death Ash in my mouth, mud lung A blissful smother, a silent choke I am infected My habitual red
4.
Little did I know, that when I wrote this song, I was writing it all for you Now when my fingers touch these keys, I am waiting for your cries, To let me know that you’re near This song goes unheard Your silence speaks a thousand words I was blessed to have you near You’re never forgotten Hush, no need to hark The Gods will caress your tormented heart The burden of your tear The thunder that you fear No longer are your threat An agony, before unknown to me, Unveiled itself through your death My body and mind ceded into a slavery of a darkness not felt before This pain is not harsh enough for what I have done Nothing can ease this pain As long as you’re gone, I am miserable I am a stain on this earth, smudged into life Lonely is this home without you At times I still feel you I forget you’re not there When will this pain subside? Blessed be your soul, mine is damned I killed you, my best friend Society is a curse that bludgeoned you to your hearts arrest We gave in to this world in castigating you If your end had not come, would it have been mine? Would it have been? We kept you behind a palisade To guard this world from your flailings You are potentate And as such now Spirit, you are quiescent Forgive me Can you hear me? Forgive me I still sense you’re here Forgive me dear Spirit
5.
The painting on the wall stands alone among busy textures It’s shades haunting, each brushstroke hypnotising my soul My focus forced upon this gruelling beauty The portrait of my need I want to be her She walks alone through dreary smudged streets Blackened buildings towering over her steps Acid rain pelting at her grey skin Fog and night sky blinding her And yet she walks She doesn’t see the streets she walks Isn’t afraid of its looming walls She doesn’t feel the rain, Or the blisters on her feet as she walks Her black hair dull and matted Her clothes but old charcoaled rags covering her morbid body Her eyes hollows in her face Her soul is dead She doesn’t shiver from the cold She has no worries, no thoughts, no tears She just keeps walking I wish I could be her

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"Ghosts" was created to compliment the first EP "Before my Eyes". It carries through with the Neoclassical/ Darkwave feel of "Before my Eyes" but introduces Doom Metal elements. While piano based, it also includes distorted elements, percussion, symphonic sounds, minimal death growls, all laced together with female vocals.

"After her extremely impressive and enjoyable Bloodlet EP from earlier in the year, this new album contains more alluring, dark, and wonderfully-realised music...Atmospheric, haunting, and imbued with a deep, dark beauty, Ghosts is a wonderfully immersive listen." For the full review please go to:
wonderboxmetal.com/2017/10/31/promethean-misery-ghosts-review/

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released October 27, 2017

Samantha Kempster: piano, voice, violin and all other instruments, and all lyrics

Death growls on Tracks 1 and 2- Lee Tassaker
Guitar on track 4- Giovanni Gariano

Written, recorded, and mixed by Samantha Kempster
Mastered by Kurt Neist at Metalworx

Photography by Peter Vitez and Samantha Kempster
Album layout by Remi Cote PRC music

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Promethean Misery Blue Mountains, Australia

'Promethean Misery' is melancholic dark music infused with elements of Doom Metal. It is the solo project of multi-instrumentalist Samantha Kempster.

Previous bands include "Myraeth" and "Lycanthia".

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