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Scorn Through an Absent Scene

by Devation

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Matteo Coppola Neri
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Matteo Coppola Neri Devation have brought me back to my melodic-death influences. We've all been waiting long for a new good Gothenburg-metal band, and this album ends the wait. The Oppressed, Frantic and The Fixation are anthems for the melodic death music. Favorite track: The Fixation.
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Gothenburg band Devation and their superb debut album Scorn Through an Absent Scene bring the melodic death metal sound to a whole new level.
With a focus on balancing melodies with darker tones, every song is a unique story in itself - but still collaborates with the whole album to create a near-spiritual journey through time and space.

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released September 25, 2015

- Recorded and produced by Devation
- Mixed and mastered by Arnold Lindberg (In Flames, Evergrey, Dimmu Borgir, Hardcore Superstars, etc.) at Sound Industry Studio
- Drums recorded by Nacksving Studios
- Album art by Daniel Kvist (In Flames, Evergrey, Degradead, Dead by April, etc.)


DEVATION is:

Timmy Bartelius - Vocals
Richard Wiberg - Guitars
Joakim Karlberg - Guitar
Fredrik Dirfors - Bass
Oskar Nilsson - Drums

Guests:
Fredrik Johansen - Additional Guitars

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Devation Gothenburg, Sweden

The band came into existence when guitarists Richard Wiberg and Joakim Karlberg developed a sound that found a perfect balance between harmony, rhythm and groove.
Soon after they released their first EP, Artifacts.
The band found the perfect, settled group with Oskar Nilsson coming in on drums, Timmy Bartelius on vocals, and Fredrik Dirfors on bass.
Devation signed with Shunu Records in 2015.
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Track Name: The Oppressed
Extortion and torture.
Act out a resistance.
We don't bleed for nothing.
We won't fight for apologies.

Force unto the future.
Black or white, it's pointless.
We are not your puppets.

So this is what its come to now?
Oppression, depression does it even matter yo you?
We'll force you down!

Power-hungry bloodthirst.
Live fast or die old.
The future is in your hands.

We'll bring you down, rip you apart.
In pieces you will be burned.

So this is what its come to now?
Oppression, depression does it even matter yo you?
We'll force you down!

Bring it down! Bring it down! Bring it down!

So this is what its come to now?
Oppression, depression does it even matter yo you?
We'll force you down!
Track Name: Burn it Down
Feel the burning sensation, masterly ignored, pathetically for sure.
Is this what you want, or what you need?
Nothing really matters, as we speak up.

Consuming, Erasing, Pathetic, Attempting, Destroying, Departing, Illusions.

Diversity or indifference?
Challenging, or just unfair?
Hear my words, it's all I have
Money talks, it's all despair!

There's no justice, to be heard of.
This talk of freedom, the illusion of choice.
It's kill or be killed, win or die.

Consuming, Erasing, Pathetic, Attempting, Destroying, Departing, Illusions.

Diversity or indifference?
Challenging, or just unfair?
Hear my words, it's all I have.
Money talks, it's all despair!

No justice, no excuse, destroy it.
No forgiveness, the end, burn it down.
Stand up for our beliefs, burn it down.
Desolation of the truth.

Consuming, Erasing, Pathetic, Attempting, Destroying, Departing, Illusions.

Diversity or indifference?
Challenging, or just unfair?
Hear my words, it's all I have.
Money talks, it's all despair!
Track Name: Scorn Through an Absent Scene
What have I done, why did I leave you there.
Hearing you scream relented me into despair.
Seeing you lying there unconscious and torn apart.
What is this, who are we to decide?
We inhale the poison.

Incinerate these simple minded delusions.
A fucking redemption for ignorance.

So this is what we've done to our absent feelings?
Thrown into a place where no one see them.

Our rejection with contempt.
Our deceit.
Are we supposed to bleed like this?

So this is what we've done to our absent feelings?
Thrown into a place where no one see them.

Collision may occur to us when we fall in this battle.
The seeker may find its way into the boiling point.
So this is what we've done to our absent feelings?
Thrown into a place where no one see them.
Track Name: Void
Im aware of the sieging here in this collision, I see it all clear.
Another presence, another vacant smile.
The spilling of all blood resulted in a loss.

Its us versus you, the seized, the feeder.
Simultaneously we release the hate.
Defeat will be at hand.

If all appose the void we rise, appalling and disorted.
Face us believers. Its in your ignorance. I see it all clear

You're worth nothing more than the blood gushing from your guts.
You should be in our place.
As a thank for everything you made us believe in.
We were never close to a solution.

If all appose the void we rise, appalling and disorted.
Face us believers. Its in your ignorance. I see it all clear

Appose the void we rise. Face us believers.
The act of repulsion. Don't hesitate.
Leave our ground.
Its us versus you.
Seize the fallen.
Track Name: Artifacts
They tried to rip their skin apart.
Shedding blood over the walls that fed me peace.
A crawling feel to where my bones ache.

The disease is the madness that flows in their wounds.
But together we still fall as one.

We run - but still fall as one.
The weak - will have their ashes scattered.
The wounded - still rejects the serpent soul.
The harvest - still remains unbearing.

The screams, it feeds the core.
The worms ride the tides of blood.
And in this withering anguish.
We fall as one.

The disease is the madness that flows in their wounds.
But together we still fall as one.

We run - but still fall as one.
The weak - will have their ashes scattered.
The wounded - still rejects the serpent soul.
The harvest - still remains unbearing.

The reborn still thrives to be assembled and sane.
Although we reckon the harvest.
We're all like serpents.
We run - but still fall as one.
The weak - will have their ashes scattered.
The wounded - still rejects the serpent soul.
The harvest - still remains unbearing.
Track Name: Cancer
Waking up amongst ash and dust.
There's nothing more, that tells me what I've lost.
Seeing us all, dazed and confused.
Making misstakes, correcting the truce.

There's nothing I can't beThere's nothing I can't do.
These things inside will never survive.

All words no action, pay no dissatisfaction.
Suffocate the sanctum, elaborate the cancer, within me.
Lying in my own pool of blood.
Feeling my life slip away, seeing myself go insane.
Heed my warnings, I'm coming for you.

All words no action, pay no dissatisfaction.
Suffocate the sanctum, elaborate the cancer, within me.
Track Name: Frantic
Breaking, embrace what I am. Defying, supposedly the way.
Nightmare, is it all that I am?
I'm frantic.

Hate me, but still you need me.
Embrace what I am don't deny me the right.
The pillars of justice the light at night.
What you need, is what I deserve.

Running, escape it.
This will never end, I promise you what else.
Now it's my turn, to send you to the depths.
I'm frantic.

Hate me, but still you need me.
Embrace what I am don't deny me the right.
The pillars of justice the light at night.
What you need, is what I deserve.

Hate me, but still you need me.
Embrace what I am don't deny me the right.
The pillars of justice the light at night.
What you need, is what I deserve.
Track Name: Closing Degree
We are the final conclusion to the tyrants.
May it all be forgotten if we're decieved by humanities biggest lie.
A simplistic design.
The symmetry, the reckoning.
We´re already the fallen.

If everyone were forgotten, if all were destroyed - completion would have existed.

Whatever false god you believe in, destruction won't prevail.
Confrontation leads to warfare.

They're in the order. They're in the confessions.
You lead us to nowhere, you've chosen our path.

Manipulation converts into dying. A blessing from the "greater gods".
Advanced forms of life may be anomalous to the referred link.

They're in the order. They're in the confessions.
You lead us to nowhere, you've chosen our path.

We're on a train to nowhere, halfway there by now.
In the depth of your toughts - we are the scourge.
This kaleidoscope reveals how your conclusions are made.
Our inner selfs all knows how it works.
Conflicts may be re-designed, but it all works out the same.
Track Name: Deadweight
This divide holds the key to insanity.
The biggest lie; all we've ever known.
It all depends on you.
Your closure is all of what I expect.

Keep on building your own borders.
If I interfere I harm what is left.
You won't stop encourage this disorder.
These choices were made by me.

Confidence born from ignorance.
The losing ghost brigade.
It only matters if the strong survive.
Recognition defeat our believes.

Taste the fear.
Choke the ceremony.
These choices were made by me.

We rip it all in pieces.
We burn.

Our numbers will darken the sky of every world.
These choices were made by me.
Track Name: The Fixation
I feel the world fall from the inside.
The poison conceals the cure.
The burning feeling down my spine.
Crusting, thrusting my bones away.

When darkness invokes the hope.
We collide with the presence.
And when we reach out to grasp the last escape.
We fall through the sky, one by one.
The surface bleeds the blood of ours.
As the aerials attacks.

I'll rip out your teeth and stare.
I'll rip out your eyes and laugh.
With your hands at the ground.
I spit your blood out and cry.
I loathe the affection.
And with a single pathetic attempt to be sane.

When darkness evokes the hope.
We collide with the presence.
And when we reach out to grasp the last escape.
We fall through the sky, one by one.
The surface bleeds the blood of ours.
As the aerials attacks.

Another burn and a room full of vultures.
I walk this path, ever so grey and divine.
Obsessed with the thought that deludes me.
I set the world ablaze.

When darkness evokes the hope.
We collide with the presence.
And when we reach out to grasp the last escape.
We fall through the sky, one by one.
The surface bleeds the blood of ours.
As the aerials attacks.