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All my dreams came true

by Wreche

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Dmitry Nevozhay
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Hayduke X
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Hayduke X This album is deeply manic in wonderful ways. Haunting black metal, but with piano. Immaculate! Favorite track: Scherzo.
unidual
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unidual Uau!

Long time fan of Scholomance's piano frantic flamboyance, I never quite found the same level of channeled exuberance (*). That is, until now.

(*) To be fair, some titles of Unexpect and Ashenspire are pretty considerable contenders.
So the whole remark was inaccurate, which is fine. Or not, but mostly yes.
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j-kep One of the most evocative albums I’ve ever heard, both because of the success of its overall approach and due to its goddamn haunting atmosphere. It’s an exercise in juxtaposing the agonizing and the demented against the ethereal, and it feels very surreal. A soundscape worth getting lost in. Favorite track: Les Fleurs II.
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    Pushing the "boundaries" of metal is a given when guitars have been trashed for an 88 key 700lb behemoth running hot on distortion and space echo. Terrifying, subterranean, and heavenly, Wreche isn't just an experiment, it's an interstellar meltdown. 'All my dreams came true', the critically acclaimed follow up to Wreche's 2017 eponymous debut, does not disappoint.

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1.
Mysterium 08:07
A pretty face, passing by Flowers, in numbers I can’t count Forsaken In the outer reaches Discarded I found you My Mysterium My deep blue well Great cistern Pooled beneath the desert floor Sunbaked and dying of thirst I found the universe God, has blessed me With nothing But faith Grace - The point From which I swing the sickle Grazing pendulum Like a church bell Gliding through a wheatfield Purity With time comes prosperity “I put my back into my living” Reaping, weeping, seething Preparing for moments that will never come Spinning on the sidewalk, Dancing like a madman No one can see me A ghost in the street My god, nothing but faith Nothing but faith Kill the best parts And kill the rest too Suffer - in glorious agony Proudly, in my misery
2.
Scherzo 08:11
Step on that beggar Keep your coat Pennies on the dollar- Gas for the boat The Golden rule Quietly cruel Is a smile through The teeth - People beneath Grievously plead For light through the seams While mile high stacks Puff blue metal smoke Like fat fireside cadavers In plush smoking coats A Beast in a cage A diorama king The soft handed throne sitters Pulling all the strings Why is this happening? Where are our wings? Anyone can be replaced Anyone Anyone can be erased Folk below Clutch on their crosses And pray to His son Or some silent ghost Patient like pilgrims For sight of the coast Pain is weakness leaving the body Seamless Like systems Built for the godly Pain is weakness Weakness Leaving the body Take out the trash Kill any sign of the past. Dead and vacant The corporation In palatial decoration Folk below Buried and naked The slaves, Gratefully patient I saw it on TV A son from his pulpit Preach from a script About two inches thick A profit for hope Got a printed proof of purchase A breadcrumb and a joke
3.
Upon the deathless melange Of dark shades Black and blacker Iridescent scars Bleeding - Through the black backdrop of evil Negative space Pushes and pulls Heavenly bodies - On gravity, revolve ’Round some invisible master But what hides in the nether spaces Rises, slowly, in us Silent afternoons In the bed under blankets The world is darkness, but it is ours We, the lighthouse In a sea of despair Dying flowers in a vase on the nightstand A misunderstanding Quietly fits in the crooks of our bodies We are like ships Passing in the night Memories - Coffins dragged, Ripping downward in an ocean As deep as the sunrise When the lights are low I can see you better When the lights are low I can see you better Turn Turn and face me Show me the side of you So tender That cuts through my heart Nothing’s sacred anymore Nothing keeps us awake “Take this cup of sorrow from me” Take it.
4.
Severed 13:36
She’s screaming in the alley “Get out of my body” Pushing carts for cans Fire on hand burnt spoon, Galley on the ship of gloom, Spinning nights, like threads, on the devils loom Solemn witches ritual - No one can hear you scream in hell Blown glass gargoyles crawl down Spray painted gauntlets In a real bitches brew I can hear everything But I can't hear you Staring at the rafters counting lights I don’t want to die Sweet mother the wrong I’ve done you - Her little boy In a Tinfoil reverie You gave me everything I wanted to go somewhere in the world To stake my own claim But the further I go, the less I become ********* Whisper to me softly Like snow on frozen bones Like wind over the white sheets That cover springs best intentions He hung himself from the rafters So that galleries became gallows In this ghosttown Hanging down below He’s hanging from the rafters Like I'm hanging on to you
5.
Stirring the silence A screech, a sound Withered leaves weave And break against the graves Mazes - Places so sweet Thrust upon the bolted bins The discarded carefully sort On corners Faded florals And green signs on grey gallows Sorting the black veins That push the steel blood Through this city Memories On every corner A Shadow In this city- Tirelessly, effortlessly awake Tirelessly, effortlessly awake To see the sun To feel this rage What will set my heart ablaze? Anchored, in the Brackish lake What branch can be reached? To meet the golden day And make happiness come back again? Evening sky, Light upon the leaves Sentimental visions A hideous derision- It’s war that makes decisions
6.
Les Fleurs I 02:46
7.
Aria High upon the silence Primal and as old as the earth Feathered angels flit And fill the morning air In the realm of the dead Sits death in a flowerbed Crown daisies rise like christ crowned in thorns - forlorn Through fresh cedar caskets Of forests now replaced - Banished But for this trace From Eden’s warm embrace Still - Bearing boughs And green Wreaths the winged angels keep. Their dreary elegy, Like man from grace - Escapes From the earth To the heavens And hell below- The wind blows wide Open my eyes Show me the way to Life after suicide Crown of life - Crucify and rise Paradise to gloom Chrysanthemum Coronarium to the Coroner’s loom Spinning, Chaos and Old Night - For Lucifer and Man - Not the crown of life presumed Choosing left for right Forever - Crown of life Crucify and rise Flowers red and white Guide us toward the light But Flowers on a grave Must grow through the night On a Grey morning Song birds sing the mourning elegy On wreaths - Their doorstep threnody A melody in rings Is the Crown of thorns to be? I guess heaven just forgot An earthly thing like me.

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*limited to 88 special copies (ALMOST SOLD OUT) that incl. 9 handmade inserts in a black, stamped, wax sealed envelope, the rest have a single insert
***1st 44 of 88 special copies incl. a tenth holofoil insert (SOLD OUT)
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released May 14, 2021

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"To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs, and a little knowledge of music. It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is to want to sing. This then is a song. I am singing." - Henry Miller            

Composed, Performed, Recorded, Mixed, Mastered in Studio 459 (OAKLAND, CA) by
John Steven Morgan
[Piano | Synth | Drums | Lyrics]

* “Severed”
- Drums by Skynet & Barret Baumgart
- Chorale by Leandrul

Drums Recorded in OAKLAND at Soundwave by
John Steven Morgan (performance)
Leandrul (rec. engineer)


Special Thanks:

Steve and Cecilia Morgan
Crosby Morgan
Zack Kasten
Korey Kassir
Peter Hinson
Leslie Ann Kieffer

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