For What Remains

by Syphor

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    "For What Remains" is Syphor's 2nd studio album. Which follows the 2011 release of Stained Glass Blasphemy.

    Syphor independently record, release and distribute all their music. Everything from the recording, engineering, mixing & mastering and overall design is all done by the band members themselves.

    Some Reviews :
    "The album itself has no flat spots whatsoever, from the opening notes to its ending Syphor deliver one hundred percent pure metal"
    (Andy Phelps of The Metal Review themetalreview.com/albums/1967/ )

    "I can not express here enough about how much I like this band. This band is absolutely phenomenal in every aspect. If you want the best in metal, well here it is. I am more than ready for the new album. The first album is epic so America I hope you feast on both. In your face heavy metal, Thats Syphor."
    (Melissa of Our City Radio Minneapolis Metal Station's featured artist review :
    minneapolis.ourcityradio.com/uncategorized/4896 )


    Formed in 2007 in Dublin, Ireland, Syphor has gained popularity among Metalheads throughout the world for the metal styles they play: Trash, Black, and Deathmetal. Playing Thrashmetal Riffs and performing on stage in several European Festivals have encouraged ‘Syphor’ to release their debut album, ‘Stained Glass Blasphemy,’ on February 2011. The musical quality in this new album is somewhat similar to their debut album with a lot of thrashy riffs. In ‘For What Remains,’ the band’s musicality is more mature, unique, and elaborate. You can find melodious and harmonic riffs in this album alongside common trash riffs. Many Metalheads assume the music they play is Trash Death, and as true as it may seem, the most important point is the band’s ability to combine classical and modern trash riffs with deathmetal groove or rhythm. With melody combinations played harmonically and melodiously, Syphor’s music tends to sound more complex and pleasant to the ears of those listeners seeking for quality of an artwork or creativity.
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"For What Remains" is Syphor's 2nd studio album. Which follows the 2011 release of Stained Glass Blasphemy.

Syphor independently record, release and distribute all their music. Everything from the recording, engineering, mixing & mastering and overall design is all done by the band members themselves.

Some Reviews :
"The album itself has no flat spots whatsoever, from the opening notes to its ending Syphor deliver one hundred percent pure metal"
(Andy Phelps of The Metal Review themetalreview.com/albums/1967/ )

"I can not express here enough about how much I like this band. This band is absolutely phenomenal in every aspect. If you want the best in metal, well here it is. I am more than ready for the new album. The first album is epic so America I hope you feast on both. In your face heavy metal, Thats Syphor."
(Melissa of Our City Radio Minneapolis Metal Station's featured artist review :
minneapolis.ourcityradio.com/uncategorized/4896 )


Formed in 2007 in Dublin, Ireland, Syphor has gained popularity among Metalheads throughout the world for the metal styles they play: Trash, Black, and Deathmetal. Playing Thrashmetal Riffs and performing on stage in several European Festivals have encouraged ‘Syphor’ to release their debut album, ‘Stained Glass Blasphemy,’ on February 2011. The musical quality in this new album is somewhat similar to their debut album with a lot of thrashy riffs. In ‘For What Remains,’ the band’s musicality is more mature, unique, and elaborate. You can find melodious and harmonic riffs in this album alongside common trash riffs. Many Metalheads assume the music they play is Trash Death, and as true as it may seem, the most important point is the band’s ability to combine classical and modern trash riffs with deathmetal groove or rhythm. With melody combinations played harmonically and melodiously, Syphor’s music tends to sound more complex and pleasant to the ears of those listeners seeking for quality of an artwork or creativity.
(Thank you Safnil for the translation)

Metalbleed.com (See Original here : metalbleedingcorp.blogspot.ie/2013/08/syphor-siap-rilis-album-ke-2-for-what.html)

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released September 21, 2013

Written, Arranged & Preformed by Syphor
Produced by Franco Buonocore & Syphor

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Syphor Dublin, Ireland

Formed in April 2007 in Dublin city, Ireland. Syphor continue to play their own brand of metal. Drawing from a mix of influences, including Black, Death, Thrash metal genres.

Syphor have been very well received by critics and audiences alike, Syphor announced in August of 2012 that recording had begun on their Second studio album "For What Remains" and this album will be released in Sept. 2013
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Track Name: Inferno
Bleak horizon,
choking sulfur rises
blinding flames ablaze,
no hell on earth no mercy in this place,
what nightmares await my eye,
the horror, the truth to me denied,
veiled visions of torture,
first hand lesson in weapons of slaughter,

Forest path divides,
one leads to the other side,
decent into hell,
to the inferno,
so take your chance,
the shadows of the forest dance,
decent into hell,
to the inferno,......

Inspiration, fuelled by the madness,
their misery sings to me,
the sirens song,
the chants of the demons infernal,
eternal in rapture.
in harmony, screams, the will of the beast
ordered in sentence, lashed for repentance,
my ears loathe to bleed.

Rivers edge divides,
stand upon the other side,
decent into hell,
to the inferno,
so take your chance,
the ripples on the rivers dance,
on a journey into hell,
to the inferno,..

Peer deep into the darkest depths,
thunderous screams of man,
through torrid flames the master beckons,
in hell this day thy will be done,

Through me the road to the city of desolation,
through me the road to sorrows dieternal,
through me the road among the lost creation,
and the final love supernal.
nothing 'ere I was made,
was made to be,
save things etern’ and I etern abide,
lay down all hope,
you who go in by me,….
Track Name: Reckoning
If the souls the price of blind faith,
we can’t justify the means,
the cost of patience torment, left alone,
the empty construct, in the mind-set burns,
the palace shaken, temple overthrown,


Compelled against our will conformed,
propelled into the order of a false lord,
fallen to the cult,
against the rules of honor,
mortal sins denied remorse,
and face the judgement of your god.

The salvation's savaged and scorned,
the relenting tides of ruin recede,
and bleed, on the shores of grey,
the last great symphony.

Content within this place our fall from grace,
the hallowed light is gone,
the sinners struggle on,
lament the days of blissful past,
dissolved in time, diluted through the years,
choking back the tears,

The salvation's savaged and scorn,
the relenting tides of ruin recede,
and bleed.

You drown in your profound regret,
the legacy precedes the ancient fictional
scrolls of heresy,

The gleeful face of evil, sneering, mocking,
a shock of fever grips the conscience,
vision, will they wake up?

The wicked voice of rapture beckons,
engulfs the silent shores in flames , the reckoning,

The salvation's savaged and scorn,
the relenting tides of ruin recede,
and bleed.
Track Name: Frozen Soul
Come on!

Blind the seeker drawn in passion
barren lands adorned,
the sweeping brushstroke
draws the gallows, death cast against
the sunburst dawn.

Masquerading, in the canvas
mysteries,
fed by painful memories, diseased
infected dreams,

Drenched in watercolors,
season, infinite winters reign,
feeds on the emotions, prey,
an everlasting serenade,

Manipulated their perceptions,
Begs the question,
of what conscious form conceived

Drenched in watercolors,
season, infinite winters reign,
feeds on the emotions, prey,
an everlasting serenade,
breathless, still the painted waters play,
a restless spirit, drowning in the waves

Still life, feeding on, subjects in wonder,
the frozen soul,
immortal in the frame,

Captivated, by the portraits eyes,
mortals mystified,
by the context, illustrated text,

Drenched in watercolors
season, infinite winters reign
feeds on the emotions, prey
an everlasting serenade,
breathless, still the painted waters play,
a restless spirit, drowning in the waves,
still life, feeding on subjects in wonder,
the frozen soul.
immortal in the frame,

Caught within the prisoners gaze,
distorted faces,
wash away the colors and stains,
dilute, deface the masterpieces,
Track Name: Genocide Insane
In the ghetto confines, left behind
The Sub-servant Savage soldiers come,
To rape the joy division.
Inhumane,
For a genocide insane,
The manic tyrant’s toxic,
Gallows, Horror chambers claim.

A thousand souls a day.

Rack the corpses, raise mortal debt,
a million spirits doomed to death,
Systematic slaughter, merciless.

Such a grand design to paint,

from dignity and reverence torn,
pay the toll of the war,
hell bound from innocence born,
as the final solution unfolds.

Plaguing morality,
drifting the hypnotized
Paranoid, delusional,
illusions in holocaust times.

Histories Regret,
a suffocating death, for starvations slaves,
the shallow grave awaiting.
so inhumane, for a genocide insane,

from dignity and reverence torn,
pay the toll of the war,
hell bound from innocence born,
as the final solution unfolds.

Plaguing morality,
Bleeding the hypnotized
Paranoid, delusional,
illusions in holocaust times.


Still We watched them die,

from dignity and reverence torn,
pay the toll of the war,
hell bound from innocence born,
as the final solution unfolds.

Plaguing morality,
bleeding the hypnotized
Paranoid, delusional,
illusions in holocaust times.
Track Name: For What Remains
Reeling in shame
we reach too hard for what remains
shackle the heel for comfort,
we’ll capture the cross
damnations illusion created
to punish the lost.

Hypnotic the flames
rise through the remains
a slave to the demons in chains

Toil in the graves
the sinners harvest the wombs
for the demons
to copulate,

Condemned to the pits
impaling the fallen ones,
for the sins of the chosen son.

Hypnotic the flames
rise through the remains
a slave to the demon in chains
a slave the demon in chains.

Feeling the strain
we reach too hard for what remains
shackle the heel for comfort
capture the cross
damnations illusions created
to punish the lost

Hypnotic the flames
rise through the remains
a slave to the demon in chains

In the disgrace of god
devotions lost,
to the embrace of torture
the unholy spirit falls,

Hypnotic the flames,
Slowly rising through remains,
A slave to the demon in chains

From all the hatred, viral bitter rage,
that courses through our mortal veins
we’ll fight for what remains.
Track Name: Evolution Of Aggression
What form of mercy lies in anger
none for me
what patience is granted
to cope with the anguish,
defending dependents
they cling to me,
in hope of the answers
the journey,

A thunderous roar
the battle within subsides
to the surface contorts
the malevolent force,

Vital to victory,
War favored over peace
clear the stains of battles fought
repeated through history,

Hear the thunderous roar
the battle within subsides
to the surface contorts
the malevolent force,
Suffer, under my control
dominion,
abandon all hope,

Breath out, the airs fired up
in crimson mist,
the battle rages on,
unearthly screams
compliment the bloody scenes,
closing my eyes the aggression subsides,

A thunderous roar
the battle within subsides
to the surface contorts
the malevolent force,
Suffer, under my control
dominion,
abandon all hope,

Extinguish the life from your veins
in agony writhe in a tryst, your head on
a spike and your eyes and tongue
mercilessly nailed to the flesh of your wrists.
Track Name: Thrust To The Grave
Rotting dead and cold
never raised to divine
mordant souls behold,
no light in the afterlife,

Granted audience to the highest
order rate the crimes of Satan, the nefarious one,
we stand dead between these worlds,

Your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,

But we will face whatever comes our way,
your Satan, god or any other one,
we stand between these worlds,
to bathe in the blackness,

Your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,

For all the ignorance that we cast upon the earth
for all the suffering born, to this life
just to be thrust to their graves,

To the pits commit the corpses,
to halt their disease

As few as all their sins have been
all they've ever known,
indiscretions secrets left untold,
behind the saviors cross they hide
marking the map for the genocide

As your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,

For all the ignorance that we cast upon the earth,
for all the suffering born to this life
just to be thrust to their graves,

But we will face whatever comes our way,
You’re Satan, god or any other one,
we stand between these worlds,
to savor the madness.
Track Name: Promises Granted Too Late
The mark of sin,
harness the lame,
for the rites of ascension
promises granted too late,

With the eyes of redemption contorting to seek,
the demented confessions bleak,
on the path of salvation and grace, corrupted by the lies
punishment creations rule through his demise

Renouncing the cowardice whore in rapture
buried infectious remains
invoking the devils wrath
in self sacrifice

The raw absolution,
the drawl of the final rites,
that floods the soul with innocence
the light divine,
denouncing rebirth
bury the scrolls dead verse

Renouncing the cowardice whore in rapture
buried infectious remains
invoking the devils wrath
in self-sacrifice.

As the soul persists control
and the will commits the sins,

The curse of sin
punish the lame
through the floods of resentment,
promises granted too late,

With passion lost profound,
sinful lust abound.

And For this the toll to pay
the prized hopes high eternity,
Track Name: Pulpits & Effigies Burn
Evolved in time,
and the stories told,
the myths of angels hunting demons,
Hell awaiting us below,
the followers erupt corrupted in their
parlor masquerade, no longer captive servants
prisoners of faith,

Slipped into the darkness, the tainted spirits faint,
they follow in disgrace, this morning black parade,
pressed against the alter, as the silhouette in dreams,
rest beneath the pulpit sermon hopeless and obscene,

Contorted, distorting heresy,
for a noble crusade, with a viral plague,
spreading like disease,
a killing spree,..

To the gallows crawl the savior lord,
admonishing his throne,
in the battle drawn, creations bound
event horizons dawn

Protesting mercy,
punishment for all the lies,
leniency denied

Suffer in silence,
you awaken bound
beneath a desert sun,
no faithful flock
or resurrection
these are the end of days
of autocracy,
the final shards of faith,
torn from their hearts, we’re free

beneath the embers of desire
the bellows blow hell fire,
the reaper stokes the flames,
to the front row run,
holy pulpits and effigies burn,
and by the hands of the fallen cold,
hypocrites by the collar thrown,
into the nightshade thorns,
holy pulpits and effigies burn,
dim the lights from their false gods eyes,
blackened, blind to their demise,
from the angel stained hammer run,
holy pulpits and effigies burn.
Track Name: My Throne To Be
Infested saviors tomb
the rusted shells of the chariots,
a mistral stream forms the virulent flows,
a rush to conquest,
create an ominous cancer
to burn the seeds of the rhetoric
while petrified in its wisdom
the malice touch

Speak forlorn in silence,
immortal tyrants,
in torments fate the truth awaits,
burn pathetic kingdom
rise dominion,
your throne my destiny

For what cause of old,
to relent control in all directions,
siege, of a past insurgents wars,
rise to the torch fires, with a stark conviction,
we break through the dark void,
guide me to my destiny.

A somber wistful angels whispers,
will tumble on the breeze,
a swords strike death cry, echoes through the temple,
as your god falls to his knees,

Infested saviors tomb
the rusted shells of the chariots,
a mistral stream forms the virulent flows,
a rush to conquest,
create an ominous cancer
to burn the seeds of the rhetoric
petrified in its wisdom
the malice touch

And for what cause of old,
to relent control in all directions,
siege, of a past insurgents wars,
rise to the torch fires, with a stark conviction,
we break through dark void. guided to my destiny
to the place betrothed my rightful throne to be,

Wise men predicted its coming,
the streaks of black in the sun,
rising through the tempest, a force of
nature at its best,
cleanses all existence,
burning, the light reflects
in the blood of Christ, chalice so divine,
eroded in time, guides me to my destiny,
to the place betrothed, my rightful throne to be,…
Track Name: The Punisher (Bonus Track)
Disguised in innocence as the rallied round the fires,
With their prayers unanswered, sacrifice,
Sacrifice,

Offered at the alters of ruling empires,
As the virgins laid this night,
They followed on the promise broken,
Sow the seeds of faith benign,
Faith benign,

We’ll spear them through, merciless,
Call upon the mobs lust,
We took the crown in victory, for the punisher,
On the blood stained meadows grave,
the remains of the battleground,
Shades the mists horizon, as the darkness closes in,
Scavengers from the sky descend.

We scale the walls the kingdom,
Our revolutions rites,
Our bitter vengeance bites,
Challenged for the power of ruling empires,
Will now become our fight,
We stand to fight.

They spear us through , merciless,
Call upon the mobs lust,
They took the crown in victory,
from the Punisher,
on the blood stained meadows grave,
the remains of the battleground,
stains the mists horizon, as the darkness closes in,
and the scavengers from the sky descend.

By the fallen souls aspire,
and the challenge for the power of the empire
will now become our fight, battle on in spite.