Blessed He With Boils (2012)

by Xanthochroid

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Brad Clifton
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Brad Clifton A hint of melodic, a dash of progressive, a smattering of symphonic, and a pinch of epic; all cleanly baked into a massively blackened metal pie few could manage.
(Fans of O(ld)peth will enjoy) Favorite track: Long Live Our Lifeless King.
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Dæmien The story telling of this album is phenomenal. Not only that, but the musical aspect is out of this world too. So much care was given to the writing of this album, and it really shows. I love the Choral interjections, ideas that flow throughout the record, and the themes -- everything gives off a vibe that is distinctly Xanthochroid. Favorite track: In Putris Stagnum.
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Eric Hoyt Ooooh, man... Talk about an EPIC album. These guys nail it! There are some incredibly beautiful compositions in this album, and you would be doing yourself a disservice by letting it pass you by. Snag this sucker up! Favorite track: Deus Absconditus: Part II.
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Blessed He With Boils, the strory of the estranged brothers Thanos and Ereptor, takes place after the events outlined in our “Incultus” EP. The story tells of Ereptor’s treacherous rise to power and Thanos’ struggle to dethrone him; songs are written from both characters’ perspectives juxtaposed with narrative choral interjections throughout. Strange
names and foreign places mentioned in the music are characters and lands in an ever-expanding fantasy world we have created. The map inside this package details the world of Etymos; birthplace of Xanthos and the other Relics, and home to the realms of Erthe, Axen,
Septentria, Meridia, Incultus, and many more.

On this album, ideas often do not belong to one song in particular; instead they are traded back and forth between songs, between instruments, and between voices as the work
progresses. Recurring musical themes heard through the course of the entire work act as echoes of the brothers’ familiar past. We feel that this consistent saturation of our music with
reimagined thematic material creates a very deep and rewarding listening experience that takes you from soaring heights to melancholic lows to nostalgic reflection the way only great
music can. By the same token, we tried to give each song a unique and definite personality of its own, spanning everything from severe brutality to serene beauty. We spent nearly a year in the studio; writing, recording, re-writing, re-recording every element of this album.
Not to mention the many years before that we spent writing the actual material; making sure every note served its purpose, every line complemented its counterpart, and every lyric fit properly with our story, because we wanted to create something special. We wanted to
create something that stays with you for years to come, something that can become a part of you, something that will be a source of new discoveries with every listen, and something that you can use to find your own inspiration. Without futher ado...


released December 21, 2012

Sam Meador - Keyboards, Acoustic Guitar, Vocals

Matthew Earl - Drums and Percussion, Flute

Brent Vallefuoco - Guitars

David Bodenhoefer - Guitars

Bryan Huizenga -Bass

Blessed He With Boils was recorded and mixed by Matthew Earl from the late months of 2011 to the end of 2012 at Erthe and Axen Studios in California.

The album was mastered by Jens Bogren at Fascination Street Studios in Sweden.

Album Art and Map by Natacha Nielsen

Rhiis Lopez and the members of Ana Kefr, Dan Lefler of Danman’s Music School, the Earl and Vallefuoco families for putting up with our noise, and of course our legions of fans!



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Xanthochroid Lake Forest, California

Xanthochroid is an Epic Black Metal band that strives to produce the most sophisticated and enthralling compositions in the metal scene today. Taking influence from bands like Emperor, Opeth, Moonsorrow, Wintersun, and many others; Xanthochroid combines many styles into a blackened cloud of legendary metal might. ... more

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Track Name: Aquatic Deathgate Existence

Ambularo per harena
juxta frigore salmacidus aqua

Vocant me deus
sed numquam ita sentitur
Track Name: Blessed He With Boils

Marked for death and horribly maimed
I've suffered its pains, yet rightwise claimed
This holy throne atop the Erthe;
All shall witness a new god's birth

"Blasphemer, deceiver
A perfect fool"
I shall nobly rule
"Whose lies entrance"
This northern expanse

This holy land belongs to me
The crown of kings upon my head
Proclaims my royalty.
Accept my gift
And grovel at my knees

Monuments to my reign
One thousand years of faceless gods
Replaced by fire and steel

And let our might be known
The feeble kings of Erthe and Axen
Are but flesh and bone

Man, who is Erthwile born
Who longs, who tries, who is
Full of strife

How frail is life!
And mine is but a breath
A hopeless Thought

"Who is empty,
Faithless, embittered
And capable of anything
Yet full of woe"

So I extend my reach
Upon riches
Unfit for unseen gods
And disperse them to my sons

My body is covered with maggots and scabs
My skin, is faded, cracked and dry
And still they proclaim

"Blasphemer, deceiver"
A thief they say
But I have suffered
And I have paid

"All this was
Long ago.
Reap what you sew:
Erthe and Axen,
Flesh and bone"

Marked for death
No sense but a pulse
Neath my fading breath
I'll bear the weight
Chains of my past so full of hate

"King of Erthe"
How frail is life
"Dust and Ash"
How full of strife
"Like aeons past"
And when I die
"Your disease shall never last"
Never again shall I arise

"All this was"
A thief they say
"Long ago"
To dead gods they pray
"Reap what you sew"
I have suffered
"Erthe and Axen, flesh and bone"
I have paid
Track Name: Winter's End

Words were writ
Long ago
Darkness would claim my throne

Crushing weight
Bearing down
Life traded for a crown

Light reveals
Fertile soil
Stone laid by kings of old

Winter's end
Melting snow
Still I can feel the cold

Ashes rain from skies
And smother Erthen fire
My soul is ever weakened
By winter's cruel disease
Track Name: Long Live Our Lifeless King

Do not reject me

If I should not continue on
Then let me freeze
Freeze again to death
If she will receive me
Then through these gates
I must proceed

Erthe's very womb
From whence all were born
I taste the stench of death

My sight grows sharp
My breath is steady

He hides behind
Monuments to progress
"Lights that blind"

Hail! to the Thane of Thule!
Born of ashes, born to rule!
"We exalt your glory"
And bring from afar riches and
Offerings fit for a king
(You are no king)

Hail! To a foolish boy
Whose Relicry is but a ploy
"Who is falsely burdened"
With the charge of an absent god
You so brutally wronged
Brother, relinquish your crown
(Your time has come)

I have earned the right
I have sacrificed

Years of my life
My dignity and my pride
To bring man erthly light

I come to bear witness
Iron pillars will turn to
Ashes as you fall
Not with splendor
But with a sigh

You think you have suffered?
I've endured things far worse than pain,
I'll make you taste Death

How easily he fell
A hollow empty shell:
Behold your lifeless King!
Track Name: Deus Absconditus: Part I

Sino me vivere, O, carnifex magnus
Let me live! O great tormentor!
For my life is but a passing shadow
My eyes are unable to see
What light may lie beyond this life

Let me make our brief and tortured lives
Seem beautiful and grand
For soon we will turn to dust
You will look upon this Erthe
And we will be gone

God of Ashes, King of Erthe
Given to a strange rebirth
Every man shall to him sing:
"Xanthochroid, our rightful King"

Deus Absconditus
God who is hidden from man

We, disciples of the north
Bring this vile carcass forth
No one comforts as he weeps
Simply drifting off to sleep
Track Name: Deus Absconditus: Part II

And as I watched him writhe in pain
I felt that familiar horror;
Struggling to breath and console my fear,
I realized once again

The true nature of existence.
That awful reality I've tried to forget
Since I was young.

“Deus Absconditus”
The eternal void that awaits us all,
“God who is hidden from man”
Whether Erthwile bound or a Relic like me;

The infinite measure of time and space
Captures each of us for all eternity.

“Deus Absconditus”
No one knows what lies beyond,
“God who is hidden from man”
But it matters not to me

Whether it is a neverending paradise,
A burning pit of fire,
Or a void of non-existence.

Whatever horrors or pleasures
Await us after this life
Will never eclipse the cold chill
Of time's endless decay.
Track Name: The Leper's Prospect

Cold winds
Sting my coarse and blistered skin
Making my return
To a vain veil of time

Dead dreams
Shadows cry out desparately
Can you not remember
Your lost son's name?

Why should I persist?
Wrap me up in shrouds
And let me remain unseen

Trees that grow together
Like father and son
Stand in stark contrast
To my dreadful outcast soul

I wander, forlorn
Disfugured, so sore
Aching from the weight
I bore all those years

I am descending a black mountain
That crumbles beneath my feet
Still, I am looking back

Over barren hills
Devoid of light
I struggle to draw my breath.

Straining my sight
Just so I might catch
A glimpse of a long dead dream
Track Name: In Putris Stagnum

At last, I have arrived
My tired eyes survey this
Cancerous growth

A festering pool of worms
Sickening to behold
Reminding me of what was,
And what becomes of buried dreams

Of reasons, I have but one
To rid myself of pain
Shrouded in black fog
I am beyond death

“For those who seek pleasure and power,
I'll make you beautiful
Beyond your wildest dreams
For I am he;
The one said born of the gods
But I must ask no less a price
To dwell in you”

I, relinquish body, mind, and soul
My leprous skin and broken spirit

I, long to see myself through your eyes
Not with compassion but disgust

Welcome, Death.
I lay my mind to rest
My faults I do detest
At last, I fall

“For those who seek pleasure and power,
I'll make you beautiful
Beyond your wildest dreams
For I am he;
The one said born of the gods,
Long live our king”

Here I'll stay
I shall remain
The air is warm,
The water sweet to drink

And here I'll stay
I shall remain
This wondrous Sound
Envelops me
Track Name: "Here I'll Stay"

Track Name: Rebirth of an Old Nation

As Erthe's beauty fades
Behind bright, blinding lights
Will I still recall
The smell of the woods,
My home,
The lone and silent elk,
The damp, misty air
The allure of the erthe?

I must posses a mind
Not to be changed by place or time
Not to be poisoned by
The stench of progress

I remember when
I had a brother and a friend
A friend whose struggles
I alone have witnessed

When I saw him there
Crumbling face, empty stare
A great, heaving sigh
I, at last, said good bye

The sky is black with fog
Black with the souls of those who've lost
That fleeting breath which they called life

I step into the mist
Recalling the place she and I lived
Hoping to find some semblance of old joy

But alas her tender spirit
Has gone away at last
For in my most desparate hour
She did not come
No empty blessings
No friendly ghost
To fill me with false hope
Or haunt me with happy dreams
Still I was drunk by the prospect
That she may sit beside me
When my trials were through

I walk along the sand
By the cold, brackish water

“It's hard to remember
The paths we used to take”

It's hard to walk in this thick mud
And I begin to sink.

“Vocant me deus
Numquam ita sentitur