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"Origins" compilation includes all tracks from White Ward early period of 2012-2015


released December 1, 2016

Credits: Yurii Kazaryan, Yurii Kononov, Vladimir Bauer, Alexey Sidorenko, Andrey Pechatkin, Alexandr Smirnov, Vladimir Kudryavtsev, Eugene Pilnikov

Artwork by Bohdan Tymchenko


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White Ward perform intensely deviant music of a noir shade.


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Track Name: Walls MMXV
Walls around torment me
I hear voice in silence
What? That can not be
Again drowned in violence

Musty odour in the coffin
Of injured consciousness
Overflow me with a medley
Of pain, anguish and regret

Trembling hands fumble in
The void, in blind howling mess
Life! The life I seek
But still come upon walls in darkness

Endless maze of stone and sorrow
Conceals remains of me
I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow
At the foot of the wall

Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes
While I take roots in all-embracing walls
Track Name: When Gift Becomes Damnation
Crunch of stained-glass windows
Under bare feet
Luminescent anguish
Of everyday retreat
Of discrepant wills
Breakes against mortality
Forces me to knees
Punishment of being old
Till the end of time
Everlasting pain and cold
Rational decline

Here I stand, obsessed old man
Blinded, on the very brink
Downpour is whipping me
With indelible ink

My gift became damnation
My incarceration
I'm stuck here for the ages
I'm doomed to be old man

Sentinels on guard of death
Cannot let me in
I'm deprived of their excuse
I've invented a new sin

I am doomed to be old man
Old man

To the flames of guilt
Made me perfect innocent
My emotions (are) sealed
Physical infirmity
Continual decay
Two centuries of suffering of living every day
Track Name: Inhale My Despair
Seeking after the oblivion
After end of masquerade
Roam about the broken bridges
Over rivers full of blades
Gloomy silence reigns in ether
Soul answers the same way
Nothing leaves us scanty hope
There's no reason to withstand

Mocking voices
Stinging laugh
These walls are driving mad
Hateful silence
Fills the streets
And Moon turns into red

Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops
With ancient evil in their eyes
I'm completely consent to them
If you're guilty - pay the price

So tear me to pieces
For I go mad
Inhale my dispair
And make me dead
...make me dead
Track Name: Drowned In Cold
Befuddling fog hangs low on water
Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men

Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones
Gained their peace in dance of black waves
In disregard they look towards the skies
Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed
Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight
Nonfluctuating whole point of life

Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers
Tie up the bed of the exhausted world
Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges
Hide from all eyes dead shell of days
Track Name: Nautical Child
I am the breath of breeze
Over rippled stars' reflection
Ageless child of the Sea
Sculpting waves until perfection

I am roar of the surf
The lullaby sang by the Ancients
Only the Sea I serve
All drowned men - my immolations
Track Name: Depths Of Arcane
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill
The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal
Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep
Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep

Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf
Sire of mammals is safe on behalf
Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane
Shelter blue giant, save God from men

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