Futility Report

by White Ward

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Bogdan Sydorchuk
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Bogdan Sydorchuk Сміливий, неординарний, атмосферний, містичний, дещо хворобливий і депресивний альбом, зіграний стилістично в блек-металі, хоча насправді одним тут не обійдешся. Шикарно Favorite track: Stillborn Knowledge.
Igor Mokin
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Igor Mokin Incredible. Loved every bit of it. A blend of highly emotional, tight black metal with expressive vocals, and transparent cool jazz. Beautiful, and a great soundtrack to late-night strolls through the city. A very contemporary style of music, it breathes with the city. Favorite track: Black Silent Piers.
Brad Clifton
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Brad Clifton There's something to be said for the first to try something new, then there's the first to master it; White Ward is the latter.
Cold blackened metal intertwined amongst the warm glow of the saxophone. Never out of place, the sax augments the melancholy and desolate feeling Futility Report elicits. Favorite track: Futility Report.
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"Furious and intimate, exciting and intriguing, "Futility Report" stems from a thoroughly modern vision, an innovative interpretation of Extreme Music which breaks down established codes whilst simultaneously deep-rooted in the obscure history of Black Metal.

Embark on a uniquely fascinating journey and let yourself be enchanted by an ambitious entity with designs on your soul!" — Debemur Morti

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released May 12, 2017

Line-up:
Andrew Rodin - vocals
Yurii Kazaryan - guitars
Igor Palamarchuk - guitars
Alexey Iskimzhi - saxophone
Andrey Pechatkin - bass
Yurii Kononov - drums

With:
Alexey Sidorenko - lyrics
Vladimir Bauer, Alexandr Smirnov - additional composing contribution

Recorded between 2014-2016 in Odessa/Kherson/Cherkassy, Ukraine at SPK Records, Anvil Records and our homes

Mixed and mastered by Alexey Nagornykh
Artwork by Olia Pishchanska

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White Ward perform intensely deviant music of a noir shade.

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Track Name: Deviant Shapes
Maimed but still conscious
Creep along deviant shapes
Madmen behind the windows
Look at me in wide-eyed surprise

Dumb hierophants
Laugh mutely, looking at sky
Under the dim street lantern
Two old men are rolling the dice

Once again I try to concentrate
Recollect the reason of all this
Hardcore mess impossible to sate
Granting void, tough and tremendous

Fanciful face is smiling ugly
Engraved on ceiling of this world
Deviant shapes cut capers around me
Urge me hard on fixing the rope
Track Name: Stillborn Knowledge
Silent hell within my mind
I'm deep in thought since I was born
Lethargic vigil fills my dreams
I hear echoes of those who mourn

Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets
Dismal whispers hide in the corners
What are you doing? Is this a game?
Why do you treat me like a goner?

In single file they come to me
Mumble something, rub their eyes
Voices too low, faces too grim
I just can't get what are you trying to tell me

I have stopped dead in the middle of motion
I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream

My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy
Track Name: Homecoming
Cornered by soft walls
Eviscerated by cure
I am just an empty shell

Straightjacket hugs me with love
Defending from my hands
Never lets me coming home

And only in feverish dreams
I lie in blood again
I hang myself again
At my home

Cold and white corridors
Blinking light, drugs on time
Sobs and moans behind the wall
Fill my uprooted soul

Unsteady shades from the scenes
Of all my ends in native home
They inspire me to fight for my death
To seek the path to my home

Syringe
Pull out
Drive it
Into his neck
And run away

Footfall and screams
Guards' broken arm
Laughter in wards
Howling alarm

Black branches and moon
Barking of dogs
Soon I'll be gone
Soon I'll be home

Soon I'll be home...
Track Name: Black Silent Piers
Black silent piers
Somewhere above
Call me sometimes

To give one more glance
On place of my choice
My last choice

Dance of the waves
Beauty of the deep
Faces among waterweeds

Stone chained to legs
Keeps me safe
From all of bad

Mossy surface of the ruins
Stones whisper all my names
Hollow sounds of that one song
Force me to forget you all

What you’ve got for me, you drowned god?
Everything is so familiar
Centuries of refined torture
Gave me knowledge of the elder ones

When death passes your time will come
And you will sleep no longer
Give me the power to calm down the waves
So I can hear your call
Track Name: Futility Report
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars
Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light
Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again
Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality

Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls
Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world
Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls
Trying to comprehend why they still belong here

Roadways reek of the madness
Noone walks plague-stricken streets
Only lanterns patrolling
Beacons for the restless souls

Drowned men stay in the row
At deserted silent piers
Follow dying old man with their eyes
Full of salty tears

Massive cross of intellect
On the back of mental patient
Presses me into the ground
Shedding pain and desolation

All the efforts are futile
All the attempts are condemned to failure
Heavy rain through all the life
Deafens incoherent prayers

All the efforts are futile
All the attempts are condemned to failure
In the mad world where God
Has become the first self-killer

All the efforts are futile.