Toteninsel - A Tribute to Arnold Böcklin

by Foscor

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    Always remaining for Free Download as it never got the object it was composed for.




Exclusively composed for "TOTENINSEL - A Tribute to Arnold Böcklin", as our personal musical translation of "The Isle of Dead / Toteninsel" painting, supposed to be released by Vendlus Records. Sadly, it was never released.

The aim of this project/tribute was to gather real creative/effective bands from the black metal scene (or near), to have them write a track called Toteninsel, which would be their very own vision, musical translation of this painting and its universe.

The final tracklist included several notable black metal bands, including Smohalla, Blut Aus Nord, Farsot, Glorior Belli, Reverence, Fen, Ummoral, Bloodoline… gathering 20 artist.

After 6 years, Ishtadeva Vinyl Productions offered us to include a track in the Free Compilation "Fagus Sylvatica" 2013, and finally we decided to share "The Ghost Sonata" and close a circle.


released February 6, 2008


Fiar: Bass, Vocals & Piano
Falke: Lead, Rhythm guitars and effects
Nechrist: Drums & Percussion
Wilhkiem: Rhythm guitars


Recorded, mixed and mastered at The Room Studios BCN February '08, Barcelona

Produced by Foscor
Engineered by Jordi Navarro

Lyrics by Fiar
All music written & arranged by Foscor, Winter '07|'08



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Foscor Barcelona, Spain

FOSCOR (“Darkness”) hail from Catalonia, with Barcelona as capital 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.

A new album will be released in the course of 2017. Expect something magical...
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Track Name: The Ghost Sonata

Cruel lies, despise their sigh
The smell of death revives, the mighty black widow

Dwelling the island lost... Ghost
Wings, kept on the verge
Wings laid in the mist

...A row to distant bonds
The human rustle
If sidestep lies make scare
to dance lets shudder
Around the deepest shines
The water flows consuming suffer
The ghost sonata...

They are all dead
The unconscious rise reflects
Promises full of shame, for the medler

We shall fall, it’s time to leave the legacy,
as soon as darkness comes
The hole, The wound

We shall burn, the sense lost twice
The hidden throne, in ambar
As soon as darkness falls, the ghost flows