Doom with a View

by Modern Funeral Art

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Doomed but not hopeless, Modern Funeral Art are back with their weird mixture of ultra heavy dark music and haunted melodies, which result in nine lullabies from beyond the grave. Neither true Doom metal nor genuine Gothic rock, it's definitely not for the narrow-minded and not for the faint hearted! Those who pay attention will get echoes of Dante's Inferno, Jack The Ripper and Aleister Crowley, among many other uncanny topics.

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released January 11, 2011

Music : N'GUYEN / SANGOÏ - Lyrics : SPITZ
Mastered by Dan SWANÖ at Unisound Studio (Sweden)

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Modern Funeral Art Lorient, France

Follow the fine line between Traditional Doom Metal and Epic Melodic Rock

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Track Name: State of the World
STATE OF THE WORLD How can you look at the
state of the world / And still believe in God / How can
you rely on liars / Black friars out for blood / When you
hear them / Do you fear them / When you see them
loom / In the distance, is your doom / Starting taking
shape next to you / Starting taking shape next to you /
Nothing good can happen / When they come into view /
The state of the world as I see it / is something to lament
over / There is no holy Grail around,
for us to discover… /… Good morning, boys / How
come you frown / Abounding joys / Have left your town
/ The bell that tinkled / Now only tolls / The stars that
twinkled / Are now black holes / This land belongs / To
clergymen / Forbidding songs / Beyond their ken / They
tell you lies / And brainwash your babies / Why don’t
you rise / And burn their abbeys / Good evening, boys /
I’m glad you came / All ravens poise / When you
acclaim / The lord of whores / And lousy hags / Walk
on all fours / And run among stags / This land belongs /
To pagan men / Whose fiery songs / Will be wafted
again / Through field and wood / and over hill / where
heroes once stood / you will, you will, you will / where
heroes once stood / you will.
Track Name: Sol Invictus
SOL INVICTUS In this garden green /
Your god is unwelcome / Why should my
bitterness be mute / And my anger dumb / I
don’t fear the tempter you’re warning me
of / I don’t think you’re much better, I think
I’ve heard enough / (SOL INVICTUS X 3 ) X
4 / In this garden green / No church should
ever be built / Abandon all remorse, my
friend / Give up all guilt / And loiter in the
evening by a circle of stone /
Where witches are known to meet /
There is no reason to believe what you say,
There is no reason to bow down and pray,
The unconquered sun still shines our way,
shines our way. (SOL INVICTUS X 7) X 6.
Lost in a world without end X 4
Track Name: Alexander
ALEXANDER Hello, my name is / Aleister
Crowley / But you can call me / The Great
Beast / To defy me, sir / would be the height
of folly / Because I studied magic / in the
Middle-East / Neither you nor Hyperion are
gonna stop me, Megatherion X 3 … From
my school days to the golden dawn / A
moonchild on the run / Sex and magick
made my great renown / you know the law,
the only one / “Do what thou wilt”: ain't it
fun / you are stars, you never collide / under
the warm Sicilian sun / a scarlet woman by
my side / Go to hell, Presbyterian, or bow
down to Megatherion X 3 … ‘Alexander, be
a good boy!’ / My mother knew just how I
got my kicks / She knew my disposition to
destroy / And gave me that number, six-sixsix…
Track Name: Mary Jane Kelly
MARY JANE KELLY My name is Mary
Jane Kelly, I live 13 Miller’s court, you
think I’m noisy, don’t you? Yes, but when
I’m not in liquor I’m a as quiet as anyone,
not looking for trouble, just for fun, then
who’s knocking on my door, who’s that
knocking on my door? ... Call me Ginger
baby, tell me what you came here for,
don’t wanna hear a singer, do you? Say it
crudely, I’m a whore! Had you come
earlier tonight, you would have had a
prettier sight, ‘cause I don’t have a face
any more, I don’t even have a face any
more. ... Sit down by the fireplace, I guess
you’ve had enough, my thighs denuded to
the bone, my breasts cut off, and where my
heart is, I don’t know, someone stole it a
while ago, Jack the ripper he was here,
Jack the ripper he was here.
Track Name: Dante in the Dusky Woods
DANTE IN THE DUSKY WOODS See you, Dante, in
the dusky woods / when you’re ready / see you, Dante,
in the dusky woods, when you’re ready to follow me… /
… We’ll be going downward to the lowland / when
you’re weary / we’ll be going downward to the
lowland / when you’re weary / we’ll make a deal to seal
your fate / I found you first, Virgil was late / the road is
going to be straight / let me take you down where the
harpies wait X 2 / Don’t fear the fire, Don’t fear the
briar, your sole desire is to leave here… /... See you
Dante, on the bitterest day / if you want me to show you
the way / see you Dante, on the bitterest day / if you
want me to show you the way / I’ve been looking for
you in the dusky wood, the dusky wood / like the lion or
the she-wolf, in the dusky wood / in the morning we’ll
be through the dusky wood, the dusky wood / now it’s
time to seal your fate / I found you first, Virgil was late /
the road is going to be straight / let me take you down
where the harpies wait X 2 / Don’t fear the fire, Don’t
fear the briar, your sole desire is to leave here…
Track Name: Friends of Hell
FRIENDS OF HELL Are you going to a
black Sabbath / On a bald promontory /
Would you rather have a bubble bath / With
Bloody Lady Bathory / Turn your back on
the great Divine /And try the witches' brew /
Turn your back on the great Divine / And try
the witches' brew / All friends of hell are
friends of mine / I've got a place for you /
All friends of hell are friends of mine / I've
got a place reserved for you... /... You
wanna walk among the dead / But you don't
ever wanna die / You wanna stand before
Saint Peter and spread / your demon wings
and fly / Back to Dante's dusky wood / or to
the place called Calvary / Where another one
before you stood / secretly hoping God
would set him free... /... You want to cross
the boundary line / It ain't nothing new / You
want to cross the boundary line / It ain't
nothing new / All friends of hell are friends
of mine / I've got a place for you / All
friends of hell are friends of mine!
Track Name: Suicide Pact ( you first )
SUICIDE PACT (YOU FIRST) Look, the stars align,
the sign we’ve been waiting for. Is it your sister? Did
you convince her or is it just a whore? Remember what
I said, I bring the candles, you bring the blade. Listen,
the bells chime, about time for offerings to be set down.
Did you find it all, the oil and gall and the herbs that
witches have grown? Remember what I told you, I
shake the cauldron, you drink the brew. Let’s make a
bargain with the Devil, you and I. We are the same, not
ashamed of being cursed. Let’s make a bargain, some
kind of suicide pact. We are both cracked, there’s only
one way left… You first! When the morning comes and
the demon goes, I’ll be going home… X2 … /… Feel
the north wind rise, the book of lies torn page by page.
Nuns are mocked and babies locked in a snake-filled
cage. A smell of brimstone, we’re not alone, there’s
someone drawing near that you’d never, oh never, truly
wished to appear, but I never said it was a joke, I
summon Baphomet, you kiss the goat. Let’s make a
bargain with the Devil, you and I. We are the same, we
share this blood thirst. Let’s make a bargain, some kind
of suicide pact. We are both cracked, there’s only one
way left… You first! When the morning comes and the
demon goes, I’ll be going home X 2
Track Name: Around the Graves
AROUND THE GRAVES The moon is full and
Satan’s slaves / Strip to the skin around the graves /
Staining tombstones with their sweat / And other fluids
I wish I could forget / Stripping around, around the
graves, stripping around the graves… X 2 / Friday
night, witching hour / Satan’s slaves get a golden
shower / They wish they had babies to behead / But
they’ve got only cats instead / Stripping around, around
the graves, stripping around the graves… X2 … /… All
Hallows eve, no time to grieve / Conjure up demons,
you’re naive / Expecting horns and cloven feet / ‘Cause
when they’re walking down the street / All demons look
like you and me / You’d enjoy having them for tea / Do
you want some more sugar, Peter / “Sugar, yes, but your
soul would make it sweeter” / Stripping around, around
the graves, stripping around the graves… X2… /…
You’d better go now, mourners and watchers /
Tonight’s the night of the body snatchers / You’d better
go now, listen to me / A slave of Satan ain’t something
to be X3
Track Name: The Dance
THE DANCE An age-old /
allegory / ‘bout the vanity / of
glory / the Germans call it /
Totentanz / it’s la Danse
Macabre / in France / darker
than / a mystery play / it
warns you of / your own
decay / “What we were, you
are / what we are, you will
be”… /… Got a mitre / on
your head / or only hay / to
make your bed / Got a
sword / and sceptre too /
death is not / afraid of you /
just like I said / in my sermon
/ it will treat you / all like
vermin / “What we were, you
are / what we are, you will
be”…