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A Lip to Earth, A Lip to Heaven and A Tongue to the Stars

by Maysaloon

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MoSweiti
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MoSweiti Absolutely incredible record from one of the greatest Arab metal bands. ๐Ÿค˜โค๏ธ
Ippocalyptica
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Ippocalyptica Let us get the Melechesh and Nile comparisons (which are quite fair and obvious) out of the way immediately, and acknowledge that for whatever reason, Maysaloon is an extremely capable death metal band that seems to be relatively under-appreciated. While I would rank comparable albums such as Annihilation of the Wicked and Sphinx higher than this, there is absolutely no denying that the brutality of war has shaped Maysaloonโ€™s sound into a unique and formidable sonic weapon. Get into this! Favorite track: Downfall.
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nate_yuggoth I really want to say that this album utterly destroys every death metal album from the last 15 years. This is authentically brutal, Middle Eastern tinged metal played with absolute conviction. Favorite track: Downfall.
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tkmk Probably the best album of 2021 so far for me. A fantastic piece of work. Favorite track: Downfall.
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Mot 06:55
โ€œIn the midst of the land of his inheritance and the guards of the defense of the gods Elโ€™s beloved, the heroโ€ Dreadful tyrant of the underworld Gazing in the eyes of eternity for ages of blood and stones Reaping millions and millions Usurper of lives forevermore Come forth into the nothingness Conceal your burden inside my womb Like a plague I prevail A disarray incarnates With doctrine, creed and faith Embodiment of death and decay The winds are blowing hatred Vortex of wrath and despair Lord of lords, king of kings is vanished Mighty Baal shall be restrained By chains, by bane Blackening his clouds and rains Deformed, dethroned Dismantled, ripped and torn Engraved in stones, carved on tablets Long forgotten A lip to earth, a lip to heaven And a tongue to the stars.
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The pillars of creation; they live and die around me. Iโ€™ve felt the astral sting before, And its distorted dialogue Unfolds โ€“ earthly, before me. The pillars of creation; They live and die around me. The spell is born: a tainted cross Held high yonder hope In a room with candles two: One unlit, another damp โ€“ One dies away, The other swims in matter dark. Unfold, earthly, before me. Drink, my child, and take this orb, This chain and this mentality; A fate endowed forevermore; Upon ye, a changing malady. I abide.
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Let the skies fall down on me Let the miracles fall down scorned I, the one, the fallen from grace The unholy sins of seeking the light I, the godless entity Of finding truth between the lies Carve my wisdom upon your sacredness Divine illusions obscure the lights The knowledge Inside the hearts Of hypocrites Of all mankind The word of truth Of ancient ones Spoken out loud But you deny The silence was deafening Before you spoke my words. I gave the fruit that dressed your minds: The will, the choice, the endless light. You took my scythe and planted hate. With tooth and nail you took the land, And spread the seeds of ignorance, And burned the banners I bestowed. This swordless crusade, it crucifies the essence of illumination. This herald of divinity; it is as dead as me. Herald of divinity The silence was deafening Before you spoke my words. Turn my ashes to a frozen stone And mourn me in the entrails of hell.
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I come in names aplenty I bide the sky and land. My rage transcends insanity With a fist or an open hand. The instruments of malice Fail not to surround me. I thirst and drink a chalice Encircling my enemies. All is ill all is cluttered. All is still, all is shattered. The choice is but a key To a life of pride and war. Grandeur of prosperity Is but the fruit of gore. The mountain and its blood Shall mark my name a God. Behold the lord of thunder Forger of the skies I the builder, lord divine. I the Lion, the slayer of Yamm I hang the heads of those Who shelter behind swords. I poke their eyes with burning bow Dismantle them in hoards. Iโ€™m bound to pry and fraud And vest myself a God. Their blondeness shall see the loss Once theyโ€™re hung upon the cross. All is ill, all is cluttered beneath my Will they will scatter. All is ill, all is shattered Don't look weak, don't look so muttered I the builder, lord divine Conjurer of storms, devourer of light.
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The sands of time have covered all the traces of gods and accolades The silence of eternity have spread its infidelity to march against the gods, bring chaos upon the worlds Witness the wrath of gods upon these tortured grounds, defy the laws and wreak havoc upon these wretched lands Deny the words of gods, absented minds and souls ignore the tales and plant your cancer in the holy lands We are the light that shines We are the ties that bind The gift that has been bestowed Our fate has be fortold We are the light that shines We are the ties that bind As we shall be divine Within the tombs of man Witness the wrath of gods upon these tortured grounds, defy the laws and wreak havoc upon these wretched lands Deny the words of gods, absented minds and souls ignore the tales and plant your cancer in the holy lands Take form, align, retrieve what once was lost Attack, destroy, defile the morbid ghosts Enraged, deranged, collective minds encaged Erased, embraced, forgotten wrinkled page
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Downfall 07:29
Searching for the breadcrumbs down along the twining path, The scenes Iโ€™ve seen deformed my sullen mind. Standing at the arching edge of a sun that doth recline: Avowed to break the bones of the fallen Man. With an eye to the moon, And an eye to the land, And a will to steal the bolt of the horned crown; I tell the tale of Mot, the unbent eater of the lords, Though recalling relics lost and figures left-off scraps, The olden story had its twists and turns. Itโ€™s said with utmost certainty that he then poked his way To triumph out the entrails of the beast. With a tooth to the sky, And a tooth to the sea, And a hand to smite his glorious majesty, He took the mount, And took the crescent Back from the tyrantโ€™s grasp. Agape, the faltered gates of hell Were sealed at his command. The seas red, med and dead did flow to praise his name; His anvilโ€™s roar and the discourse of mankind's downfall.
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This dismal destiny devours The dread of dawn; At which His entity arrives To reap what they had sown. The sea is all around us, The desert gape in vain, They cry for the wrong name; Theyโ€™re burdened with His shame. The gates no longer hold His orb and spear. The crashing grains against the land, The earth dressed in grey, The thunder in the sky โ€“ They scorn the burning temple Of he who raped their minds. The truer Baal shall bask the earth, And shun the lies in you. Those pools of blood shall see the birth Of His light all anew. Hail Lord of Storms This dismal destiny devours The dread of dawn; At which His entity arrives To reap what they had sown. The sea is all around us, The desert gape in vain, They cry for the wrong name; Theyโ€™re burdened with His shame.

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Entitled as ๐€ ๐‹๐ข๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ก, ๐€ ๐‹๐ข๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐€ ๐“๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฌุŒ this record carries with it every shape and form of absolute rage and wickedness we as Maysaloon ever wrote. The album title was directly taken from a clay tablet that depicts the infamous Canaanite\Phoenician epic called the "Baal Cycle".

It represents in all its aspects the persevering life of human beings and their certain fate. A never ending cycle and a pure reflection to a highly sophisticated nation which thrived in glory and faded into decay beneath these lands. The endless battle between the god of fertility and the god of death inspired our thoughts and visions towards music and history, and shaped our true value as artists from channeling everything we had been put through into art.

Music wise, we managed to create our sound, we chose to go through a darker path regarding the direction of our music. It was clear to us that the themes we are touching on also helped shape the way we write and arrange, and this is where our truest musical identity became clear as daylight. Those themes from our ancient history inspired us to dig deep into these rich lands, resurrecting the oldest known notation which was discovered in the ancient ruins of Ugarit, Syria, as hymn to begin the rituals with.

Lyrically, the way the cycle goes is just a very specific form of understanding and analyzing the true nature of man and his aspiration to gods and deities among the Elohim, the sons of El, through tales, poems and even songs. It is how we see that past reflects the future in a way or another. We have a message to deliver, a clear straight message regarding the dis-exposure that our heritage and historic relics have faced and still facing. It is part of our duty as artists towards our music and fans to help create a change.

As for this fascinating artwork which was made by "Monzer Darwish" who did epic efforts in transforming our thoughts and visions into this masterpiece of art, which also serves the tale perfectly.

This record is a pure celebration to our heritage and mythology, and a ramification of war and its terrors. A war that started, with no hopes of it coming to an end.

Special Guests:
Raneem Barakat, Vocals
Alaa "Jason" Zaour, Chants

Mixed & Mastered by Ray Hage at his studio in London, UK. Drums recording was done at Accent Studio, Syria. Instruments recorded at Monosoul Studio, Lebanon. Sound design and orchestrations were done by Mood Yassin, (Turbulence) ,Layout and Design by Monzer Darwish (Director of Syrian Metal Is War).

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released August 25, 2021

Special Guests:
Raneem Barakat, Vocals
Alaa "Jason" Zaour, Chants

Mixed & Mastered by Ray Hage at his studio in London, UK. Drums recording was done at Accent Studio, Syria. Instruments recorded at Monosoul Studio, Lebanon. Sound design and orchestrations were done by Mood Yassin, (Turbulence) ,Layout and Design by Monzer Darwish (Director of Syrian Metal Is War).

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Maysaloon Germany

We are death metal band formed in Damascus, Syria in 2015 and now based in Germany. Our music is a defiant response to the horrors of the Syrian war, a distinct extreme Syrian death metal identity.
We now have finished by Syrian mythology, due out on the 25th of August, 2021, entitled โ€œA lip to earth, A lip to heaven And A tounge to the starsโ€.
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