Ad Cinerem started out as black metal-influenced doom metal project with Val Atra Niteris (Drums, Guitar, Bass) and Hekjal (Lyrics, Guitar) as sole members. In the characteristic light of the process that the Metalscene has undergone over the last years we want to catch the spirit of melancholia, atmosphere and force under this banner without to bereave the music by using empty terms.
Ad Cinerem is firmly rooted in traditional black metal and everything that comes with it, ultimately developing into a utterly sinister take on traditional doom metal.
Our first record "Once Mourned – Now Forgotten" is a three track Demo which contains the first songs that we create with the direct intension and spirit we want to demonstrate as Ad Cinerem.
About the lyrical content we can say its an exploratory journey through the depths and heights of a human mind and soul, a journey to exploring why we walk on the paths of ruin, against our will and why we may never know ourselfs trully. Its about loss, foreignness, longing, hate and love.
I follow this road,
Landscapes on hold in the hands of the four,
lighted by a dying core,
ruins and forrests as far as the eye can reach
when the fire dies this dream begins to bleach
thoughts becomes ice
Nevermind, im lost in the city lights
as a creature to tempt fate,
as a stranger in the alley shade
Marching forwards into selfdestruction
and praying for salvation, isnt my meaning of civilisation
With a bottle of gin we consume the nights
a concept of sin to stand in one´s own light
primates, shows you your place as a wheel
nameless beggars, a spirit to peel.
liquid fooling rushess the throats
who are the sheeps, where are the goats?
I follow this road,
cities on hold in the hands of four
lighted by a bloody core
monuments of failure, figures of disgrace
to come to the fore, at this godforsaken place
when the fire dies, thoughts becomes Ice
Track Name: Foliage Burial
From dead leaves I arise
Through all these years
you've devoured your lies
I was breathing the soil
bringing visions to life
Thorns piercing the skin like a knife
The appetite entangles
all of those who contemplate
awakening the demons
inside of their hearts
I shatter my mind to a tousand parts
and each fragment is my pride
we fall, from the twilight
we fall, into the night
I bury myself beneath the leaves
in these desert places
for a time that is worth living in
where no human race is