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Oathbreaker

by Hoth

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    This repressing of 'Oathbreaker' is a deluxe edition 4-panel digipack CD that includes a full lyric booklet and 2 bonus tracks:

    9. Welcome Home (King Diamond Cover)
    10. Serpentine Whispers (8-Bit Version)


    The bonus tracks are exclusive to the CD and are not included in the digital download. The CD comes shrink-wrapped and features the haunting artwork of artist Dusty Peterson.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Oathbreaker via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Astral Necromancy, Oathbreaker, God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, and Infinite Darkness. , and , .

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1.
Many millennia ago: a premonition of eternal chaos, of nations erased and forgotten, of worlds aflame and bodies turned to dust Of the black void he is born, during the harshest winter storm a boy takes his first breaths, squalling in sweat and shadow the shape of things to come the black seed drips with sin the most unholy conception a destiny rotten from within It is all part of a great plan, the unholy will of an ancient evil, To restore the glory of the forgotten, to enslave the universe for eternity, Of the black void he is born, during the harshest winter storm a boy takes his first breaths, squalling in sweat and shadow the shape of things to come the black seed drips with sin the most unholy conception a destiny rotten from within Bastard, slave, worthless, dust clogs every pore, his wretched life is agony, they sow the seeds of vengeance
2.
Sweat drips on his brow, the sun shines so brightly, a mirage of a savior, a black avatar of rage sent from the shadow throne. There was so much hope, That he could be the one to bring about justice and an everlasting peace. The boy is impressed, his dreams are in his grasp, to fly far away, and travel all the stars, he sees all their lights, though he does not know that by his hand they shall be destroyed. Misread prophecy he was the child messiah claimed by good and evil which path will he take?
3.
He can feel it in his bones The tides are turning the seeds have been sown the tides are turning He can feel it in his bones his mind is burning the seeds have been sown his mind is burning He can feel it in his bones The tides are turning the seeds have been sown the tides are turning An eternal flame burns within him all the power of the stars flow through his soul a great unease forged in the cold depths It torments the dreams of a vulnerable soul vivid visions of pain and suffering such fear can only lead to darkness He will not embrace death – the nature of the universe Writhing through his thoughts like maggots in flesh waking in cold sweat each and every night twisting, contorting, flailing, tortured manipulated by this black spectre of prophecy images of suffering, death to the innocent he's growing ever stronger, the pieces fall in place lecherous thoughts betray his sacred vows he is but a pawn in a game to wake a nightmare blinded by desires, passion is his downfall ruthless brutality wasted on the weak Writhing through his thoughts like maggots in flesh waking in cold sweat each and every night [Agonizing Howling]
4.
There is one always watching from the shadows disguised as an affable mentor, one who knows the gifts of the darkness, his words reek o' lies and a power unmatched no one can sense his ever creeping influence, as he shrouds his ill will from his foes he knows the young one's passions will overwhelm all the somber vows he has sworn slithering into his ears, a legend was passed down from the old master to the vile disciple dark magic, dark desire, unnatural power - see the dead, stop the dying, save the ones he loves the necromantic powers guised in white, a noble cloth hides the fetid spirit a bastard child born of prophecy, misplaced hope of an age forgotten his words are like the singing of serpents songs the color of shadows he blurs the line between good and evil a false smile masking the deceit sensing the young one's power and lust, he grows ever bolder still, a silver tongue conceals the bile of his nature – he wants to consume the stars: “sit with me, my child, I know what troubles you, so listen to my words attentively: become a god, create life – though some might hold these ancient secrets as unholy and unnatural” "Ecce ops occulta, ops regnare super mortem. Opem celaverunt ab te, verum quidem opem."
5.
Dark tendrils infect his soul his fate is sealed, he kills those near that darkness he sought to destroy becomes entwined and one he wanted an end to mortality but he becomes death was his sacrifice worth it? The stars will scream in agony The very noblest of intentions they burn the deepest scars of a mind forever lost in the black madness of despair He rises as an agent of darkness he fulfills his destiny an apprentice of hate and cold he is born of prophecy his soul rots from within and the darkness is revealed but he powerless to resist the calling of the void his dreams haunt him with visions of that frostbitten eidolon he is the harbinger of pain of the very same future he sought to destroy groves of grotesquely misshapen corpses lay in his wake he is the ultimate betrayer whose name shall make the heavens weep
6.
he moves with singular purpose, he walks through the cold stone, hideous betrayal, the innocent slaughtered no mercy, no remorse, he spits - on the corpses within this ancient temple, children impaled, no one is spared, no price is too great screeching in terror, fleeing footsteps, no one escapes, no one survives he embodies a wretched evil, long forgotten, forbidden name fire for blood, a power so endless, the sacrificial soul tears itself apart precious life is traded, victims of the void he feels righteous in the darkness, and nothing can stop the night feeding on fear, feeding on anguish, engorging his power, mindless slaughter corruption fills his mind with hate, all along this was his fate, insolent apostasy blasphemes the great prophecy “How can this feel so pure? How can this feel so right? How can I reclaim my past? How can I undo what I have seen? How can I bring them back? Immortality shall be my gift, the gift I grant to thee. Come and be immortal with me.”
7.
Oblivion 06:20
Falling, cursing, destroying, hating, killing, Butcher, demon, earth crusher, slave to sin, blinded by fury, enthralled by the black abyss immortal judgment Soaring through the stars, slaying the enemies of his dread lord Screaming agony, harvest souls, like a fell beast from hell He seals his fate, He fulfills his master’s will Upon a throne of damned souls, Under a black crown decapitating, decimating, a grim envoy of death eradicate the impure, enter oblivion Soaring through the stars, slaying the enemies of his dread lord Screaming agony, harvest souls, like a fell beast from hell “I cannot turn back, I must not think twice, I must learn the secret, I must have this power, I must defeat death” Treachery, passion, absolute ruination Searching for the answer, all morality is displaced His mind is enslaved, his soul - disfigured The darkness warps his grimace into an agonizing smile Soaring through the stars, slaying the enemies of his dread lord Screaming agony, harvest souls, like a fell beast from hell Fire burns in his veins at the twilight of the final nightfall A shattered soul, broken, now lost for eternity, screams from within a flesh prison The ancient ones grin their evil grins, Vile sorcery, planets imploded, life extinguished. ghastly shrieking. Every tree burned. Every bird dropped dead from the sky Every lake dried, every creature rotting, the smell of death rising Broken fingers dig their masters' graves endless suffering, charred corpses spirit of vengeance, his name - anathema There once was a passion, a love, a great beauty that all the stars smiled upon an essence so pure, so noble, so full of hope, an avatar of wisdom, peace and justice She stares at him in disbelief, and her heart breaks a thousand times tears enough to drown all souls of a million worlds, She cannot understand what he has done for her, allies lay forsaken, discarded all his vows
8.
Despair 08:56
Ashes fill his lungs, flesh is peeling away Severed limbs around, His rage won’t let him die A mentor turns his back, a brother is laid to rest, A dreamer turns to dust, a lover breaths a final breath “I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two, Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror, blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name” Again the black savior arrives, to claim his prize, A tool of destruction too valuable to lose, Destroy, dehumanize, power, control An icon of evil, the face of sin “I feel my body burning; my soul is split in two, Cut down and left to die, I clutch the earth in mortal terror, blackened flesh, eviscerated, I choke on ash and curse his name” It is a grand paradox he is more machine than man Enslaved forever inside this black mechanical prison. In agony, doing the bidding of his foul master

about

Oathbreaker is a concept album. We don’t want to give away too many details concerning the story; we want you to experience it for yourselves. However, we can say that this album follows the story of an individual from his conception and follows him down a path that grows darker and darker. In fact, this was the influence for the album. We wanted to create something that sounded mighty and hopeful in the beginning but spiraled into dreary, black despair by the end. Each of the songs on the album compliment the following and preceding tracks to weave a complex story of broken hopes, evil, and corruption. The beginning of the album will fill you with an anxious hope, because as the listener you will be able to sense the undertones of corruption and impending ruination, and by the end of the album you will experience the same agony that our central character feels. Oathbreaker is a melancholy, but powerfully beautiful journey into isolationism but also tackles the grander concepts of the eternal conflict between good and evil.

This album was conceived in the cold, bleak winter months of 2013. Many tracks went through revisions and rewrites, some seemingly solid ideas were scrapped because they did not tell the story we wanted to tell. Sometimes we would have to go back to a song months after we had recorded it to change a part, add a part, or take away a part. When you listen, you are hearing our vision come to life. This is the consummate Hoth album. Oathbreaker will prove to be a strong album from beginning to end, no corners cut, no filler tracks. Each song on this album is unique and possesses strength enough individually to stand on its own, but they also complement each other: sharing ideas, themes, and feelings. Oathbreaker has both haunting melodies and crushingly brutal passages that will be memorable for years to come. The writing on this album was a truly collaborative one, both of us, with a clear goal in mind, were able to share ideas back and forth, build off one another, and explore Oathbreaker’s themes with a joined perspective.

One of our goals was to have someone unfamiliar with heavy metal be able to approach the music on Oathbreaker and still come away with the same feelings of coldness and darkness that we set out to evoke. We feel this is something we have accomplished, for the story Oathbreaker tells is a timeless one. Enjoy.

credits

released May 20, 2014

Hoth is Eric Peters and David Dees.
All music and lyrics written by Hoth.
Performed and recorded by Hoth in 2013.
All songs (c)2014 by Hoth

Mastered by Dynamic Sound Service, Seattle, WA.
Album artwork by Dusty Peterson (dustypeterson.net)
Logo design by Daniel Suter (facebook.com/ArtoftheWindigo)

Special Thanks to Krystal Robinson, Katie O'Rourke, and Megan Minkema for their various contributions to this endeavor. And an extra special thanks to all of our fans.

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Hoth hails from the icy blackness of the void seeking to envelop this world in an unending permafrost by bringing forth musical compositions that are captivating, powerful, and haunting.

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