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The Smile Of The Sad Ones

by Foscor

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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    Also including the Artwork in JPG files and the Live Bonus Track "El Palau Dels Plors" from the 10th Anniversary Commemorative Album "Deu Anys Vers La Foscor".
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    Commemorative 20th Anniversary Front design.
    '20 Years Towards the Darkness'
    Original illustration by Josep Triadó
    Design and logo by Ideophony

    Custom made to order direct to garment print on a black 100% cotton T-Shirt.
    Also available on hoodies, tank tops, and more at: shop.season-of-mist.com/band/foscor

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    Commemorative 20th Anniversary Front Back design.
    Front with Phoenix Icon
    Back with '20 Years Towards the Darkness'
    Original back illustration by Josep Triadó
    Design and logo by Ideophony

    Custom made to order direct to garment print on a black 100% cotton T-Shirt.
    Also available on hoodies, tank tops, and more at: shop.season-of-mist.com/band/foscor

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  • Button/Pin/Patch

    Rusty bronce metal badge 3x3 cm width
    Original flowery F design by Norax
    Manufactured by Atra Mors
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    edition of 60 

      €7 EUR


Sot Endins 01:16
Sadness… The agreement inside, overwrites the style of the destiny’ smile. Lessons… There’s no doubt, now I’ll walk straight through the long path of life. Wound then, the malice of dumbness Every step I rise approaches me to a fearless level A desert at last, of emotion fade or cut Laughing loud, in the name of night Depression for the elders In my tragedy the blood embraces I can’t be afraid, I would be dead Smile... The smile of the sad ones Let me... Find the path of existence From the red dawn to the intense fearless site They... Promise me a land with a knowing extortion I could never believe, in my coldness i’m rich Then… I smile and sad stand A sword on the eyes of God
Condemned!!! I have no strength No certain path unconscious Set, the breath of end Become the law, the life’s death code Cells… Its oppression smells And brings so far my ego Slay... The senseless chains She waits behold... the dance My constant claim... the horizon never was useless I will stand!!! tireless How many stupid things I let and learnt from the past Blinded!!! Poor!!! Thrilled by the lie While… I couldn’t enter... my darkness… A throne in the night My darkness... beyond!!! The noisy throng!!! Lonely!!! Cold!!! There’s no wall too high Neither their end would advance... My self delayed dusk
Oh!!! Vella boira que camines envoltada de records i lloances de deriva de la gorja treus el foc d’on forges, el palau dels plors Fredes brises avisen que l’esmolada dalla encara talla i frisa!!! Per encetar de nou la por el roig condol la venjança s’alça i no serà tardia Esvaïdes les profundes ànsies de dolor és moment per tancar ferides El reflex de la teva sortida no enderrocarà el palau dels plors Mai... S’oblida l’enyorada rauxa Mai... El seny et portarà la mort Mai... No mai!!!
In my last days, I feel the sense of life Although I would reach remorse I’m sure, I could not ever see the lost Only writing these few words I think my soul would flow as yours The rain never felt as dense and warm to make me decide to leave this world So anguished but cold, I hear at last her voice So help me disappear, from this deep senseless hole Whitish forms, appearing across the clock Beyond the rooms I found as safety folds Shakily straight the steps to upper floors deep inside my murders knock so loud The suicide of those I meet and loved At least I start the eerie path of blood The spectre rise my shame As moving old pictures of death Myself grey landscape fell As soon as beauty was slain By greed, by pain….. with chains I descend….. again!!!! In a comfortable darkness The whitish breath of end make sure to kill myself It seems to be so far when I forgot the hours I stand apart of those By greed!!! By pain!!! I descend… Again!!!!
Vine amb mi, endinsa’t en un món de tèrbola esperança On la por és renec i el fum és enyorança Resta al teu parer ferir-te o seguir fort No és només un joc es tracta de la mort A la foscor, aspre i esmolada, no estic sol En la estreta corda del meu dol Pel silenci un marge a voluntat En trencar el reflex banal de la ciutat Oh!! verge udol, satisfet l’anhel de nou Ara si és moment per dir que ja n’hi ha prou, vull fruir tot sol Creure en el misteri és encetar el camí Això no es resoldrà si esperes el destí Negra dama enlaira’t, fes un gest!!! Un per què per viure el tot o res!!!
Gebre 05:26
Oh!!! Sento un plor, s’esmicola l’alba El record de l’altre s’esvaeix, per la curta estada Sona!!! La tornada d’ànimes tancades Dins el cor roman, la raó preuada Gebre!!!! No cerquis als records!!! Gebre!!! De la nit em resta!!! Gebre!!! Un esperit prou fort!!! Oh!!! Mentres, la boira acompanya Dóna’m nit, la foscor que em manca Cerco el dolor gravat en pedra gebrada Orgullós veig llunyà i fosc, el moment de vèncer Els fets, els temors, d’ençà de néixer Gebre!!!! No cerquis als records!!! Gebre!!! De la nit em resta!!! Gebre!!! Un esperit prou fort!!!
Crits!!! Enllà de l’ombra els porta el vent escrits Ressons emprats per recordar els vells crims Que ben endins per doldre els tinc Eixuta l’arma arriben temps sublims Aquest terra treu del dol l’esperit Del roig gravat al goig colpit Només amb ferm oblit Refaig l’esguard brandit Al temps que l’au renova el foc, I sola rememora el risc!!! Només amb ferm oblit Rebuig sonat de l’erm sentit Al temps que l’au renova el foc, I forta torna de les cendres!!! Xiulen, espurnes cegues entre cingles Paratges morts en temps de xiscles El meu renec, el teu rugit Sota l’ombra de les armes cerco el cim Aquest mans preneren sang com vi per dir Que el nostre anhel, és lliure i viu “…I torna de les cendres en un temps de mar de fons ferma, per la corda estreta, l'au segur que aixeca el vol”
Face the lies one day tried to blind you And claim to those deny your part of wisdom Feel the call and let it convince you It seems to be the a new chance, to the inner freedom!!! Is darkness what I wanted Is darkness what I needed Live!!! This narrow path Live!!! The darkest sigh Hills over the frightened city Where falseness is left and still being standing The wall of old human behavior The sense of blood and words Seasons!!!! Scream!!!! Wisdom!!! Words!!! To the inner sleep… Bring a trip with knowledge Would make for sure reside The darkness on your side To proudly rest in a cot of death Should rise at least, your part from them


Temple of Darkness Records

Watch the Official Music Video for "I Tornà De Les Cendres" here:

“FOSCOR are by far the most potent and vicious Black Metal band from Spanish shores... Individuality as a mediator between the old school and new (un) orthodox Black Metal in the vein of Deathspell Omega and others…”

[12/15] BTJ for Legacy Magazine ‘07

“Integrity. A word that is becoming increasingly hard to associate with black metal... thankfully, there are bands like Foscor... no sensationalism, no bullshit, just 52 minutes of urgent, evocative black metal.”

Stavros Pamballis for Terrorizer Magazine Feb ‘08

“Foscor are hardly so esoteric; they mostly use minor chords, but from them they wring tears and blood…. I love it when black metallers' hands form jazzy shapes..”

Cosmo Lee for Invisible Oranges Apr ‘08


released September 10, 2007


Fiar. Bass & Vocals
Falke. Lead, rhythm, acoustic guitars & effects
Wilhkiem. Rhythm & acoustic guitars
Nechrist. Drums

Additional voices.

L’Avi ( Fiar’s Grandfather- R.I.P. ) - Oldman talked vox on “I Torna de les Cendres” and “Gebre” ending.
Marina- Female screams on “The Shame and the Spectre”


All music composed and arranged by Foscor between Autumn ’05 and Spring ’06.
All lyrics by Fiar, except “Les Hores- Oració en la teva mort” poem on “El Palau dels Plors” ending, by Salvador Espriu.
Drums recorded and mixed by Gorka at The Room studios some days of July ’06.
All other instruments and vocals recorded by Falke at Noctiflorous Studios between July and September ’06.
Mixed and mastered by Falke at Noctiflorous Studios winter ‘06/’07.
Produced by Foscor.
Band pictures and eerie landscapes by Namtaru Creations at the “Balneari de la Puda” March ’07.
All designs conceived and designed by Dios Perezoso/Puerta Oskura Winter ’07.
Logo and phoenix icon by Foscor based on Catalan Modernism period.


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Foscor Barcelona, Spain

FOSCOR (“Darkness”) hail from Catalonia, with a long artistic tradition with the fin de siècle style of Modernisme (Art Noveau & Jugendstil).

Attracted to and build upon these foundations, they take inspiration from the morbid, decadent, and sick reflections on a rapidly changing society.

May darkness be tragic.
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