EVADNE - Scars That Bleed Again (Official Video) Melodic Death Doom Metal

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Official music video for ''Scars That Bleed Again'' (directed by Henry Menacho Sangama) from EVADNE's album - A MOTHER NAMED DEATH
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''A Mother Named Death'' press release:
The third album by the leaders of the Spanish doom death metal scene Evadne. After the strong success of the previous album "The Shortest Way" (2012) supported by the mini-album "Dethroned Of Light" (2014), the musicians are back with their new full-length work. The impeccable accuracy of the compositions together with the musicians skill give rise to an attractive melodic, atmospheric, soul-touching material. Heavy guitars, keyboards, and growl performance in combination with parties of pure vocals, make the music of Evadne diverse, emotional and fascinating. Listening to "A Mother Named Death" forces you to uncover your feelings every time.

Directed & Edited by Henry Menacho Sangama.
Filming Assistant: Francesc Badia.
Makeup: Marina Aceña Vega.
Actors: Carla Heredero & Sergi Puig.
Produced by Evadne.

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-Scars that Bleed Again-
Endless nightmare of consternation, where the shadow of my blame revives
In this dark fate that awaits me, at the end of this impregnable gloom
Throne of sorrow, forgotten
Innocence in altar of mud
Soul of dreadful rest, forbidden
At the gates of this winter
Outcast in the depths of this forest, the wind sighs at this ancestral kingdom
And my sorrow flows, like scars that bleed again
Chrysalis nocturnal creature, bounded to its bed of stones
Messenger of funerary dreams, carrier of this plague of grieves
Alone and lost, she no longer belongs to this world
She awaits me, she awaits for me
The darkest hour and its frightful silence, define this narrow path that leads me to her
Leaving the sun behind, entering in a world of ashes
Throne of sorrow, forgotten
Innocence in althar of mud
Soul of dreadful rest, forbidden
In the arms of a mother named death
In the black breast of her grave, dumb before the drenched throne
Forsaken flower, dethroned of her light
Lost in the eyes of the crows
Hold me in your arms, as the night embraces the light
Bury your hands in the depths of this silent sorrow
Her breath in the woods resounds, empire of desecrated graves
Under silvery tears of the moon, among creatures devouring the night
Alone and lost, she is the tyrant of this world
She is around me
She, my Queen of sorrow