The Comfort of Loss & Dust

by Cold in Berlin

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    Cold in Berlin announce their new album The Comfort of Loss and Dust will be released on 4th May by Candlelight Records. 10 tracks of unprecedented scope and power, recorded at Gun Factory Studios, London and Mastered by Jaime Gomez Arellano (Sunn O))) and Electric Wizard).
    A black mass of doomy punk rock awaits the listener, fired by the Gothic imaginings of vocalist/lyricist Maya. With its dark soundscapes spun in haunting imagery and a feeling of the uncanny, The Comfort of Loss and Dust plays like the aural accompaniment to a Hermann Hesse nightmare. The down-tuned guitars and powerful drums create a tide of sound; carrying Maya's vocals as she twists and writhes through the murky waters of love, loss and bone-shaking lust.

    “The album travels. We draw from diverse, supernatural landscapes. From the Yorkshire Moors to the barren beauty of Iceland, from India to the Catacombs beneath Paris. All share a similar mystery - and for me, are tied up with some form of loss. I think the listener will travel with us.”

    The record’s centrepiece is the seven-minute Mysterious Spells - a post-mortem of youthful abandonment and a terrifying journey into the miasma of our current malaise. Electricity crackles, Tibetan singing bowls ring and prayers are offered as the band completes its metamorphosis into a new kind of audible beast, Cold in Berlin at their darkest, heaviest and shin-shattering best.

    “With this album, definition is difficult but pain resonates throughout; the powerful sound of survival,” - Maya.

    Following on from their critically acclaimed debut album Give Me Walls (2010, Cargo) and the 2012 follow up And Yet, this release will be the bands’ second on pioneering independent label Candlelight Records.

    Since forming in 2010, London-based Cold in Berlin has played throughout Europe alongside some of the most revered alternative acts, graced major festival stages and won praise from influential publications including Q, Mojo, Metal Hammer, Rock Sound and Clash. Last year saw Cold in Berlin cement their position in the UK’s underground scene with a lauded appearance at Whitby Goth Weekend and a presence in the Terror and Wonder exhibition at the British Library.

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Cold in Berlin announce their new album The Comfort of Loss and Dust will be released on 4th May by Candlelight Records. 10 tracks of unprecedented scope and power, recorded at Gun Factory Studios, London and Mastered by Jaime Gomez Arellano (Sunn O))) and Electric Wizard).

A black mass of doomy punk rock awaits the listener, fired by the Gothic imaginings of vocalist/lyricist Maya. With its dark soundscapes spun in haunting imagery and a feeling of the uncanny, The Comfort of Loss and Dust plays like the aural accompaniment to a Hermann Hesse nightmare. The down-tuned guitars and powerful drums create a tide of sound; carrying Maya's vocals as she twists and writhes through the murky waters of love, loss and bone-shaking lust.

“The album travels. We draw from diverse, supernatural landscapes. From the Yorkshire Moors to the barren beauty of Iceland, from India to the Catacombs beneath Paris. All share a similar mystery - and for me, are tied up with some form of loss. I think the listener will travel with us.”

The record’s centrepiece is the seven-minute Mysterious Spells - a post-mortem of youthful abandonment and a terrifying journey into the miasma of our current malaise. Electricity crackles, Tibetan singing bowls ring and prayers are offered as the band completes its metamorphosis into a new kind of audible beast, Cold in Berlin at their darkest, heaviest and shin-shattering best.

“With this album, definition is difficult but pain resonates throughout; the powerful sound of survival,” - Maya.

Following on from their critically acclaimed debut album Give Me Walls (2010, Cargo) and the 2012 follow up And Yet, this release will be the bands’ second on pioneering independent label Candlelight Records.

Since forming in 2010, London-based Cold in Berlin has played throughout Europe alongside some of the most revered alternative acts, graced major festival stages and won praise from influential publications including Q, Mojo, Metal Hammer, Rock Sound and Clash. Last year saw Cold in Berlin cement their position in the UK’s underground scene with a lauded appearance at Whitby Goth Weekend and a presence in the Terror and Wonder exhibition at the British Library.

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released April 5, 2015

Recorded at The Gun Factory Studios by Cönstantin Grönert

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Track Name: She Walks
Out of the corners he creeps
Into her bedroom while she sleeps
And every nightmare sets her free
Stumbling barefoot back to me
And she walks she walks she walks two steps behind
He fucks her so unkind
Out of the shadows he seeps
Burning her bed sheets while she weeps
And every song she sings sets her free
Soaring skywards towards me
And she walks she walks she walks two steps behind
Love is so unkind
There's a slow dawn coming
He fucks her so unkind
Track Name: The Bell
One more bell one more bell and I'm yours
And from my belly the beast crawls
And no no no I'm not what he needs
Watch me as I bleed for you
Our love is suicide our love is shame
Our love is chemistry and skin
Watch me as a bleed for him
One more bell one more bell and I'm free
One more broken bone is freedom in me
And no no no I'm not what she needs
Watch me as I bleed for you
Our love is suicide our love is shame
Our love is chemistry and sin
Watch me as a bleed for him
It is your fingers that miss the most
It is the way that I plead
It is your fingers that I miss the most
It is the way that you squeeze
It is your fingers that hurt me the most
That is my sick disease
Watch me as I bleed
Watch me as I bleed for you
Track Name: Dopamine
Dirty little angel waking up with big men
Dancing in the shadows playing games with sharks
I love your haircut you wire frame princess
My leather clad warrior photograph my art
And it takes so long for the body to respond these days
And we've only just begun
And it takes so long for the body to respond these days
And you're only 21
I remember that angel stalking rooftops
Deals with the devil for a future in the stars
I love that outfit my sex stained princess
Cigarette warrior tearing me apart
Dopamine runs right through me
It takes so long for the body to respond these days
And we've only just begun
And it takes so long for the body to respond these days
And you're only 21
I found your name etched deep within my skin
I found your name shoved in all the way in
I bleed your name time and time again
I bleed your name time and time again
Dopamine runs right through me
Track Name: Fucking Loud
All she wanted was to be alone but it's so fucking loud in here
Track Name: Mysterious Spells
There's time now were one on one
There is power in the regret of your tongue
I can breathe it in if you can breathe it out
I can swallow a whisper I can swallow a shout
I prefer the glass half empty
I prefer the girl when she's alone
Casting mysterious spells
Raising exotic hell
You can twist from me such exotic rot
I was not what you wanted I was what you got
The most powerful woman I've seen is crawling inside what's left of me
Through those mysterious spells
Raising exotic hell
She has woken naked on rooftop
Calling madness frantic towards the sky
She has walked in the likelihood of shame
Her future stumbles blindly by
All for those mysterious spells
She's raising exotic hell
There will be a moment that splits everything
A pause that shifts direction
When you ease between two versions of yourself
As all futures spread before you
Treading on and trampling on all your past
There will be a breath in which all songs stall and bring you back to this moment
When suns and stars and moons collide inside your chest
Your lungs will fill with the light of might
And there will be days that tear you apart with the strength of their loss
And nights etched with misguided attempts to end misunderstood lustful endings
While London sits mute and painful beneath the red August sun
And there will be dreams that cast mysterious spells on to your waking hours
And creatures that twist from your belly and crawl nightmarish between the cracks in your day time dreams
And there will be lovers oh there will be lovers to dance with and scream with in grateful exhalation
Those isolated prayers against loneliness
But aging will sweep from you great moments you never knew
And loss will carve your heart
Calcifying into weird and unknowable shapes
And rainbows will chase you into shadows behind old photographs
To prove that anything can come from nothing
And beasts will wait silently behind the locked doors of if
And in that moment all will be lost
And your forgotten self will creep behind you low and beastly
For Persephone stalks your thoughts into sweet regret
And breathing secret never on to every decision to come
And as the song ends so you are done for
For it is true we do not believe what we please
For all is mysterious spells and exotic hell
Oh those mysterious spells
Raising exotic hell
I prefer the glass half empty
I prefer the girl when she's alone
Oh those mysterious spells
Raising exotic hell
I prefer the glass half empty
I prefer the girl when she's alone
I prefer the taste of mysterious spells
Raising exotic hell
Oh those mysterious spells
Track Name: Coming Back For More
Oh it's the sunrise despise me
And I love those disguises that you wear
And I'll be what you wanna be what you wanna believe in
But only when there's no one else there
Oh it's the moonlight that guides me
Although you follow everywhere
And when my skins crawling with your tounge
You look so god damn fare
Then I'll be you wanna be what you wanna believe in
But only when there's no one else there
One more drop one more breath
One more blood stain on my dress
One more drop nothing's left
Rip my grieving from chest
Coming back for more coming back for more
Dirty little school girl trippin' on the floor
One hit more another hit waiting
Dirty little house wife angry and aging
Coming back for more coming back for more
Dirty little husband bursting through the wall
One hit more another hit waiting
Dirty little angle feed up with praying
Coming back for more coming back for more
Dirty little rainbow bursting through the floor
One hit more another hit waiting
Dirty little blood stain trickle down the wall
Coming back for more coming back for more
Dirty little rainbow shooting through the floor
One hit more another hit waiting
Dirty little blood stain trickle down the wall
Coming back for more
Track Name: Pray For Us
There is pain buried deep within her skin
She can't scratch him out since he found a way in
There's so much lust inside these walls
Now there's daily terrors now there's midnight crawling inside him
Pray for us
On your knees
There is fear hidden deep within his bones
He can't scratch her out since she made it her home
She carved her spells on to the walls
Now there's daily nightmares now there's darkness crawling inside him
Pray for us
On your knees
Do what you do what you do what you need
Scratch it out starve it out slap it out of me
Pain's the only fix I'll ever need
Pray for me
Do what you do what you do what you need
Suck it out crash it out fuck it out of me
Pain's the only fix I'll ever need
Pray for me
Pray for us
On your knees
Track Name: Ghosts
There are ghosts here I am sure
They whisper love songs through the floor boards
My dreams welcome him home
I won't stay here alone one day more
Sweet sweet dangerous love
Sweet sweet bone shaking lust
My sweet sweet writing's not enough
To save us this love one day more
Now there's ghosts around the bath tub
They itch and bitch they scratch and moan
There's a monster beneath my bed
I won't spend the night alone
Sweet Sweet dangerous love
Sweet Sweet bone shaking lust
Sweet Sweet writing's not enough
To save us this love one day more
Now the body in the bath tub
The bones they etch such sweet refrain
But the blood that stains the water
No longer warms my veins
Sweet Sweet dangerous love
Sweet Sweet bone shaking lust
Sweet Sweet bleeding's not enough
To save us this love one day more
Track Name: Natural Order
He writes her a letter to say he'll break her two
And she'll beg him to she'll beg him to
He writes out the list of the shit he's gonna make her do
Make her crawl for you make her crawl
Rape her daughter first
Rape her mother first
And she'll crawl through the filth to pray to you
Break her fingers first
Break her rib cage and she'll slide through the slime to get to you
He writes her a letter of all the things that he could do
She'll beg him to break her in two
He writes out a list the shit he's gonna make her do
Make her squirm for you make her squirm
Break her fingers first
Break her rib cage first
And she'll dance through the dust to pray to you
Rape her daughter first
Rape her mother first
And she'll squirm through the shit to get to you
In the murky water as he holds her down
Let the weight of the water soothe you as you drown
Break her fingers first
Break her rib cage first
And she'll dance through the shit to worship you
Break her mother first
Break her daughter first
And she'll squirm through the shit to get to you