Whispers / The Pyres

by MARS

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After two albums ('Sons of Cain', 'Blood is the Food of the Gods'), one vinyl ep ('Sacrifice') and an epic soundtrack-like collaboration ('MARS presents The Trail') the German based pagan folk duo MARS has finally created a very own and unique sound between Apocalyptic folk and darkest Americana.

The new song 'Whispers' is driven by a gothic vision of love as an act of fatal sacrifice. Presented in pure singer-songwriter style it aims at an archaic and simplistic beauty. While ‘Whispers’ is coined by Oliver F.’s unique voice and playful guitar play, ‘Pyres’ will head for Marcus S.‘s more ritualistic approach and will most definitely appeal to those listeners into darkest folk tunes.

credits

released July 24, 2015

Mars are: Oliver F. (guitars, vocals), Marcus S. (percussion, vocals)
Artwork by Nadine D.
Videoart by Danilo Vogt

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Track Name: Whispers
Suddenly she stood before me
A look and she was away
she was away

The Spirits whispered behind my back
Love will lead you to death
Love is the devils name
Love is a sacrfice of blood and soul

Suddenly she stood before me
I wanted to kiss her wet lips
But she was gone
But she was gone

The Spirits whispered behind my back
Love will lead you to death
Love is the devils name
Love is a sacrfice of blood and soul

In the woods I saw her shadow
In the woods I never felt alone
Where are the ghost when you need‘em

The Spirits whispered behind my back
Love will lead you to death
Love is the devils name
Love is a sacrfice of blood and soul

The streets seem empty
Her footsteps are gone
Where has she gone
Where has she gone Where has she gone

The Spirits whispered behind my back
Love will lead you to death
Love is the devils name
Love is a sacrfice of blood and soul
Track Name: The Pyres
And we gathered in the evening
Collecting wood from the trees
In honour of the old gods
In the eyes of the beasts

Here we stand
amidst the pyres
The warming fires
The burning ashes of life

And we danced and drank the nectar
Celebrated the sacred rites
We saw there was no escape from
The shadows of the gods

Here we stand
amidst the pyres
The warming fires
The burning ashes of life

In the sunrise’ first gleaming
We erected the runic tree
In the honour of our father
The wandering god with one eye

Here we stand
amidst the pyres
The warming fires
The burning ashes of life