Amesoeurs
Amesoeurs was a French post-punk/black metal band formed in Bagnols-sur-Cèze, France in Summer 2004 by guitarist/vocalist Neige of Alcest, and by bassist/singer Audrey Sylvain and guitarist Fursy Teyssier (Phest, Les Discrets) with the purpose of creating a music that reflects the dark side of the industrial era and modern civilization. Neige and Audrey Sylvain are also known for their input as session/live musicians in La sale Famine de Valfunde's band Peste Noire.
History
Shortly after Amesoeurs's formation a few songs were written and the band performed a gig. Soon after, Fursy Teyssier decided to leave the band to go back to his studies. In April 2005, a first 3 track-MCD entitled "Ruines Humaines" was self-recorded. Neige was leaving the Black Metal band Mortifera at the time and he used two tracks (“Bonheur Amputé” and “Ruines Humaines”) he had originally composed for Mortifera for Amesoeurs's MCD. The MCD was finally released through Northern Silence Productions from Germany in 2006.
Amesoeurs (album)
Amesoeurs (Soulmates) is the sole album by the band of the same name. It was released in 2009, just before the band broke up. Northern Silence Productions released a special limited LP edition of the album in three different versions: the "Metallic Century" edition, limited to 333 copies, the "Cold Light" edition limited to 333 copies, and the "Night Sky" edition limited to 222 copies, which all come with exclusive bonus tracks.
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Recueillement
by: AmesoeursSois sage, ô ma douler, et-tiens toi plus tranquille.
Tu réclamas le soir; il descend; le voici:
Une atmosphère obscure enveloppe la ville,
Aux uns portant la paix, aux autres le souci.
Pendant que des mortels la multitude vile,
Sous le fouet du plaisir, ce borreau sans merci,
Va cueillir des remords dans la fête servile,
Ma douleur, donne-moi la main; viens par ici,
Loin d'eux. Vois se pencher les défuntes années,
Sur les balcons du ciel, en robes surannées;
Surgir du fond des eaux le regret souriant;
Le soleil moribon s'endormir sous une arche,
Et, comme un long linceul traînant à l'orient,