BAND NAME: Cloth
GENRE: Unblack / Doom Metal
STATUS: Active
LOCATION: Norway (Kristiansand)
Lineup:
Cato Gulaker - Vocals, Drums
Cato Gulaker - Vocals, Drums
Jon Ivar Larsen - Guitars, Synths
Stein Vorhaug - Bass
Links:
Discography:
By Jury of Peers (EP, 2 November, 2012, Independent)
Format: Digital / SoundCloud
Format: Digital / SoundCloud
Stream / Download (OFFICIAL)
Note: To download songs on SoundCloud, click each song title, and click the "... More" button next to "like, repost, share".
1) Year of No Light 12:38
2) Black Fist 11:05
3) Enter 5:16
4) Hilasterion 5:06
2) Black Fist 11:05
3) Enter 5:16
4) Hilasterion 5:06
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Cloth / Self-Titled (EP)
Left: 5 June, 2014, Independent, Bandcamp
Right: 5 July, 2014, Independent, CD, Digipak
About the CD version, the first copies were sold on 5 July at Skjærgårds Music & Mission. They were available elsewhere starting 15 July.
1) Afterglow
4:34, lyrics:
After every word is spoken,
Every war is fought and lost,
And the sky has wept its final tears
Upon the flesh of the victorious
Where do we stand but alone -
In the face of the labours of existence,
The silence of every mystery,
The very echoes of life?
This is the afterlife of every dream that be
The hell of every question answered by our deaths
All flesh is grass and soon all will follow
In the steps of every friend or foe
We are but here and now
So what could it be, this life of ours?
The verities of consequence
Such compelling evidence
The battle for the gods succeed
As our days come tumbling down
Even the invincible force of argument
Must in the end give way to the passing of time
Being is leaving this earth piece by piece
Towards the unknown
And every trace of what once was here
Seems to vanish along with the children of men
2) Janus
5:31, lyrics:
Steps were taken, measures made
By this you will never wish again
And so we traveled through the gates of Janus
Towards another dawn of men
Words were spoken, softly then
By this you will never wish again
Days turn to night like rocks turn to sand
Along with the remnants of all yearning hearts
Consequence from impotence
By this you'll never wish again
Yet violence seems bound to human fate
Why war? Dear friend, seems evident
Gazing up towards the heavens
where dreamlike visions wave goodbye
Desperation stole our voice
beneath the ice and looking up
So we kiss the sweet lips of Janus
by this we will surely never wish again
We soar too high into the aftermath
To touch the sun and magnify
As we kiss the lips of Janus
We will never wish again
As we kiss to make amends
another page is torn
And dawn descends
3) Cenotaph
5:11, lyrics:
Time
Bring me back to the shores of life
And let me feel the waves of your ocean
Come cover me with cloth of dust
For my heart has grown old
and all memories have turned into myth
And my spirit is but a treacherous smile
fading in the depths of a sigh
A boy once forever in search of relief
Amongst the steady shifting of hands
And where fathers and mothers abound
Intentions wage war with the damage done
Time
Keeps turning the hourglass
Until the desert sand of my heart is poured out
By the pound
Some boys keep on running
like grains of sand
through the hour glass
From the top above into the abyss below
into the souls of old men's "why"
4:34, lyrics:
After every word is spoken,
Every war is fought and lost,
And the sky has wept its final tears
Upon the flesh of the victorious
Where do we stand but alone -
In the face of the labours of existence,
The silence of every mystery,
The very echoes of life?
This is the afterlife of every dream that be
The hell of every question answered by our deaths
All flesh is grass and soon all will follow
In the steps of every friend or foe
We are but here and now
So what could it be, this life of ours?
The verities of consequence
Such compelling evidence
The battle for the gods succeed
As our days come tumbling down
Even the invincible force of argument
Must in the end give way to the passing of time
Being is leaving this earth piece by piece
Towards the unknown
And every trace of what once was here
Seems to vanish along with the children of men
2) Janus
5:31, lyrics:
Steps were taken, measures made
By this you will never wish again
And so we traveled through the gates of Janus
Towards another dawn of men
Words were spoken, softly then
By this you will never wish again
Days turn to night like rocks turn to sand
Along with the remnants of all yearning hearts
Consequence from impotence
By this you'll never wish again
Yet violence seems bound to human fate
Why war? Dear friend, seems evident
Gazing up towards the heavens
where dreamlike visions wave goodbye
Desperation stole our voice
beneath the ice and looking up
So we kiss the sweet lips of Janus
by this we will surely never wish again
We soar too high into the aftermath
To touch the sun and magnify
As we kiss the lips of Janus
We will never wish again
As we kiss to make amends
another page is torn
And dawn descends
3) Cenotaph
5:11, lyrics:
Time
Bring me back to the shores of life
And let me feel the waves of your ocean
Come cover me with cloth of dust
For my heart has grown old
and all memories have turned into myth
And my spirit is but a treacherous smile
fading in the depths of a sigh
A boy once forever in search of relief
Amongst the steady shifting of hands
And where fathers and mothers abound
Intentions wage war with the damage done
Time
Keeps turning the hourglass
Until the desert sand of my heart is poured out
By the pound
Some boys keep on running
like grains of sand
through the hour glass
From the top above into the abyss below
into the souls of old men's "why"
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Axis Mundi (EP, 30 May, 2020, Nordic Mission)
Formats: CD and Bandcamp
Buy the CD + Stream / Download (OFFICIAL)
"Axis Mundi is here to take you through a journey of the hopelessness of humankind we all feel. It confronts what has led us to where we are, and to what end we all are coming closer to – with a strong philosophical and allegorical backbone behind it all."
1) Ghost Town
6:44, lyrics:
This cold and barren place
dead soil where nothing grows
where sand and rock they flourish
and moth and rust destroy
our abandoned palace
with its crumbling walls and rotten beams
lingering ghosts of good intentions
That haunts its empty rooms
ours were the future
a fiery cascade of colors
a leap of faith and promise
that failed to outrun its shadows
at the end of the noose
we tiptoe to postpone
the inevitable kiss
from the palest of lips
no one is left to mourn our loved ones
no tombstone raised to honor the dead
left is but the aching void of nothingness
betraying the loss of what we would become
no effort can salvage the broken
no cure can revive the dead
no deed can redeem us
from the sins of old
yet the strength to confront what we have become
stems from acknowledging the pain within
while staring at the desert sun
and face the unknown
Ghost town!
your streets once carried the sound of laughter
of children playing, of festivals and parades
your markets flourished with precious goods
and temples enjoyed the presence of the gods
now at the end of the noose
we tiptoe to postpone
embrace the inevitable kiss
from the palest of lips
The dreams and hopes you spawned were dead
Unable to carry the life that you gave
Their restless spirits haunting your streets
Grieving their fate and cursing the light
2) Signifiant
4:33, lyrics:
I converse in syllables of fire, the ancient prose of mortal tongue
I soar across the continents, of time and space
Heed to my arguments the gentle touch of tone and rhyme
I invoke the transcendent forces to carry me above and below
In dreams untold to any man I thrive
With which the ancient sages did wrestle
Amidst elegies and eulogies, and doxologies of forgotten gods
I speak across any language bound to human lips
I provide and speak for you
I stain the canvas white
I purge and corrupt
The shadow within
Amidst elegies and eulogies, and doxologies of forgotten gods
I speak across any language bound to human lips
Enter the portal and embrace the grace of staggering emotions
Come with me into the floating dreams of the beyond
The language of the gods, the gentle touch of lovers,
The surging of the masses, and the swirling engines of hate
The fingertips of eloquence, the whispers of the hidden
Esoteric fields of resurgence, the whispers of heavens
I calm the storms of your horizon
And soothe the pain of your loss
I weave the face of your tomorrow
Flesh, pain, desire, spirit, fire and catharsis
I console the dust of your muse
The bitter tears of neglected love
And curse the coils of your boredom
And ignite the fires of your nightmares
3) Ad Baculum
7:17, lyrics:
Like a swarm of ruthless thieves at night
searching the earth to and fro
for those lost and forsaken sheep
that couldn’t find their way back home
What numerous multitude watches from afar
the aching bodies of the numerous victims of life?
wages are doubled and doubled yet again
through the burning of flesh that will never end
To what end does one crown such a purpose?
To what dreams to compare such a nightmare?
Compassion made of sticks and stones, whips and bones
And virtues made of clay
Lacrimosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla
judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus
4) Ouroboros
6:44, lyrics:
The joke were on us
And the lies and distrust
Betrayal and disgust
the joke were on us
We sing his praise, and curse in silence
kiss his lips with swollen tongues
I appeal to your wisdom
Unfathomable trust
At the hand of your mercy
I corrode and corrupt
The earth is but a wasteland
in the wake of the serpent
its armies devouring
the fat of the land
in the shadow of the mountains,
the crushing waves of the sea,
beneath a burning sun of malice,
the ouroboros is revealed
fingers clasping through water
to reach the surface for air
hope ground slowly to dust
between hearts made of stone
crippled, maimed and utterly broken
we face the unknown severely at a loss
its courtyard make a beautiful garden
in its midst the fountain of truth
As we bend our knees to quench our thirst
Our gaze is fixed to a mirage of gloom
Who will be the fool in the mouth of the serpent’s court?
Who shall persuade him to go up
and fall at the hands of his own seed?
Who will make failure the path of the righteous?
And the voice of treason his bitter comfort?
Who will wield the scepter of malice and divine wrath
wrought from the womb of his own mother?
In the court of the serpent, we all play the jester
In the court of the usurper, we’re all kings
And in our presence all mourn and anger halter,
to give way to the sound of the jokes of a fool
The joke were on us
And the lies and distrust
Betrayal and disgust
the joke were on us
"Axis Mundi is here to take you through a journey of the hopelessness of humankind we all feel. It confronts what has led us to where we are, and to what end we all are coming closer to – with a strong philosophical and allegorical backbone behind it all."
1) Ghost Town
6:44, lyrics:
This cold and barren place
dead soil where nothing grows
where sand and rock they flourish
and moth and rust destroy
our abandoned palace
with its crumbling walls and rotten beams
lingering ghosts of good intentions
That haunts its empty rooms
ours were the future
a fiery cascade of colors
a leap of faith and promise
that failed to outrun its shadows
at the end of the noose
we tiptoe to postpone
the inevitable kiss
from the palest of lips
no one is left to mourn our loved ones
no tombstone raised to honor the dead
left is but the aching void of nothingness
betraying the loss of what we would become
no effort can salvage the broken
no cure can revive the dead
no deed can redeem us
from the sins of old
yet the strength to confront what we have become
stems from acknowledging the pain within
while staring at the desert sun
and face the unknown
Ghost town!
your streets once carried the sound of laughter
of children playing, of festivals and parades
your markets flourished with precious goods
and temples enjoyed the presence of the gods
now at the end of the noose
we tiptoe to postpone
embrace the inevitable kiss
from the palest of lips
The dreams and hopes you spawned were dead
Unable to carry the life that you gave
Their restless spirits haunting your streets
Grieving their fate and cursing the light
2) Signifiant
4:33, lyrics:
I converse in syllables of fire, the ancient prose of mortal tongue
I soar across the continents, of time and space
Heed to my arguments the gentle touch of tone and rhyme
I invoke the transcendent forces to carry me above and below
In dreams untold to any man I thrive
With which the ancient sages did wrestle
Amidst elegies and eulogies, and doxologies of forgotten gods
I speak across any language bound to human lips
I provide and speak for you
I stain the canvas white
I purge and corrupt
The shadow within
Amidst elegies and eulogies, and doxologies of forgotten gods
I speak across any language bound to human lips
Enter the portal and embrace the grace of staggering emotions
Come with me into the floating dreams of the beyond
The language of the gods, the gentle touch of lovers,
The surging of the masses, and the swirling engines of hate
The fingertips of eloquence, the whispers of the hidden
Esoteric fields of resurgence, the whispers of heavens
I calm the storms of your horizon
And soothe the pain of your loss
I weave the face of your tomorrow
Flesh, pain, desire, spirit, fire and catharsis
I console the dust of your muse
The bitter tears of neglected love
And curse the coils of your boredom
And ignite the fires of your nightmares
3) Ad Baculum
7:17, lyrics:
Like a swarm of ruthless thieves at night
searching the earth to and fro
for those lost and forsaken sheep
that couldn’t find their way back home
What numerous multitude watches from afar
the aching bodies of the numerous victims of life?
wages are doubled and doubled yet again
through the burning of flesh that will never end
To what end does one crown such a purpose?
To what dreams to compare such a nightmare?
Compassion made of sticks and stones, whips and bones
And virtues made of clay
Lacrimosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla
judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus
4) Ouroboros
6:44, lyrics:
The joke were on us
And the lies and distrust
Betrayal and disgust
the joke were on us
We sing his praise, and curse in silence
kiss his lips with swollen tongues
I appeal to your wisdom
Unfathomable trust
At the hand of your mercy
I corrode and corrupt
The earth is but a wasteland
in the wake of the serpent
its armies devouring
the fat of the land
in the shadow of the mountains,
the crushing waves of the sea,
beneath a burning sun of malice,
the ouroboros is revealed
fingers clasping through water
to reach the surface for air
hope ground slowly to dust
between hearts made of stone
crippled, maimed and utterly broken
we face the unknown severely at a loss
its courtyard make a beautiful garden
in its midst the fountain of truth
As we bend our knees to quench our thirst
Our gaze is fixed to a mirage of gloom
Who will be the fool in the mouth of the serpent’s court?
Who shall persuade him to go up
and fall at the hands of his own seed?
Who will make failure the path of the righteous?
And the voice of treason his bitter comfort?
Who will wield the scepter of malice and divine wrath
wrought from the womb of his own mother?
In the court of the serpent, we all play the jester
In the court of the usurper, we’re all kings
And in our presence all mourn and anger halter,
to give way to the sound of the jokes of a fool
The joke were on us
And the lies and distrust
Betrayal and disgust
the joke were on us
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Full versions of these images, by Ann-Karin Johansen Gulaker:
The original painting for "By Jury of Peers", called "The Enigma" by Gustave Doré:
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