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Ahab
The Call of the Wretched Sea

by Rifforge

«Country»🇩🇪 Germany

«Format»Full-length

«Genre»Funeral Doom Metal

«City»Heidelberg, Baden-Württemberg

«Downloadable»mp3 | flac

«Additional Genres»-

«Release Date»September 29 2006

«MP3 Quality»320 kbps

«Size»155 MB

Tracklist

1. Below the Sun (11:45)

I turn my body from the sun
To follow the fading phantom into the deep
All collapsed
And the great shroud of the sea
Rolled on as it rolled thousands of years ago
Your malice is my vengeance
Pull me, into deep
My body - drowned
But my hate is immortal
Dark and silent
Deeper, darker
Below the surface
Below the sun
Ghost of the sea
I am God's assassin
My lifeless eyes
My tortured soul
I grin at the ocean, thou grinning whale
Dark and silent... deep
My body - drowned
But my hate is immortal
Ghost of the sea
I am God's assassin
My lifeless eyes
Deep
2. The Pacific (10:07)

Oh, ye great mysterious - Thousand leagues of blue
No one knows which mysteries are hidden
Beneath your surface

Your awful stirrings seem to speak of some
hidden soul beneath

The waves rise and fall
Millions of mixed shades and shadows
Lie dreaming and silent
All what we call lives and souls
Lie dreaming... Silent... Dreaming...

All what we call lives and souls
The ever rolling waves
Restless one
All what we call lives and souls
Lie dreaming
Oh, restless one
Your tide, the beating beast of earth

Oh, ye great mysterious shepherd of waves
Offer me your secrets
So he shall spout thick blood
3. Old Thunder (09:54)

Ahab:
"Look sharp, marines!"
"Dead whale or sunk boat!"
"Hunt him 'til he spouts black blood"
"And rolls fin up!"

Old Thunder ye once was called,
Fullfill the prophecy

All but one shall be entombed
In the deep gulf of doom

Beware the white demon
Beware the blasphemous end

(Ahab: "I am Ahab!"
"I am the prophet and the fulfiller!"
"Who's over me?"
"So be it!")
4. Of the Monstrous Pictures of Whales (instrumental) (01:52)

instrumental
5. The Sermon (12:36)

The ribs and terrors in the whale
Arched over me a dismal doom
While all God's sun-lit waves rolled by
And lift me deepening down to doom

I saw the opening maw of hell
With endless pains and sorrows there
Elich none but they that feel can tell
Oh I was plunging to despair

In black distress
I called my God
When I could scarce believe him mine
He bowed his ears to my complaint
No more the whale did me confine

With speed he flew to my relief
As on a radiant dolphin borne
Awful, yet bright, as lightning shone
The face of my deliverer God

My song forever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour
I give the glory to my God
His all the mercy and the power

Ahab: "Nevermore!"
6. The Hunt (11:13)

Flat and silent the ocean lies
Pequod's captured in a lull
No gentle breeze blows in the sails
Heated by a salty carpet from above
The crew's emaciated, survival tough

Giant billows bear a mighty whiteness
Screams from the outlook: Whale ahead!
I want this whale, I want it dead!

Hysteria on upper deck
Rabid flames in Ahab's eyes
Hustle and bustle, drag and pull
Panic afferts the whaler's moves

Fire!

The harpoon slashes the water's surface
Diving into darkness – the prey escapes

Swallowed by the sea
Starboard lies calm
Portside full of wrath
Possessed by unhuman anger

The beast brawly pumps the blood
Through the marionette of rage

Ahab's visage runs red
I want this whale, I want it dead

A fin erupts from the abyss
Proudly undulates the flesh
Reaches bright horizons
Inviolable, manorial
An arrow loosens
...and spirit's away
7. Ahab's Oath (10:11)

Now three to three ye stand
Commend the murderous chalices!
Bestow them, ye who now made parties to this indissoluble league
Drink ye harpuneers
Drink and swear, ye men that man the deathful whaleboat's bow
Death to Moby Dick
God hunt us all, if we do not hunt Moby Dick to his Death!

Duration: 01:07:38

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More info

“ "The Call of the Wretched Sea" is a musical canvas steeped in ominous darkness and the raw power of the untamed ocean depths. Inspired by Herman Melville’s epic tragedy Moby Dick, this album creates a sonic chronicle of obsession, madness, and humanity's tragic collision with the forces of nature. Each song feels like a chapter, immersing the listener in the storm of a deadly pursuit of the white whale.

The album's theme revolves around the struggle with the abyssal ocean, which alternates between a silent shepherd of waves and a voiceless monster harboring an eternal threat in its depths. The lyrics are filled with dark imagery: from "the ghost of the sea" to "the devil's laughter" and "the luminous ecstasy of deliverance." The songs' protagonists-Captain Ahab and his crew-are forced to confront not only the elements but also their inner demons, teetering between hatred, vengeance, and despair.

The ocean's gloomy melancholy permeates the entire album, depicted not merely as a natural force but as an infinite, terrifying entity where time stands still and hatred becomes immortal. Every note and word conveys a sense of bottomless darkness and the inevitability of fate awaiting anyone who dares to battle this silent force. The gripping atmosphere of despair and obsession consumes the listener, allowing them to feel the inner turmoil of a man ready to sacrifice everything for his fixation.

The musical structure amplifies the atmosphere of chaos and doom, creating the illusion of the ocean's very breath-at times calm and contemplative, at others furious and destructive.

The album reaches its climax in songs where Ahab's madness peaks. The final lines resonate as a challenge to the gods and the world itself: "Death to Moby Dick, God will damn us if we don’t kill him!" These words echo like a bitter refrain in the void, underscoring the futility of humanity's feud with the forces of nature.

"The Call of the Wretched Sea" is more than just a musical album; it is an epic masterpiece where sounds and words transform into oceanic waves, pulling the listener into the shadowy depths of tragedy.