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released May 1, 2012

Alex Craig - Guitar
Evan Blacker - Bass/Vocals
Brian MacMahon - Drums
Ben Winokur - Vocals

All music written by Atherial. All lyrics written by Ben Winokur.



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Atherial Mississauga, Ontario

Atherial is made up of four musicians: Alex Craig, Evan Blacker, Brian MacMahon, and Ben Winokur all hailing from Mississauga, Ontario. What began as a rock band back in them ol' middle school days has now become a mathy, progessive, tech metal band.

We always love to hear new music and meet new people and play shows so please book us in your town!
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Track Name: The Devicer
Upon the unborn, as a Devicer
Wed as a lock upon a door

In abolition
In the faltering of guided intent
Oh, what am I to be, as such?
In this transmutation

Anchored of admiration
Limited of disposition
You tireless despots
Fabricate my prison

(All they want is)
To shepherd forth the grandest kind: bring about divide, inferno

Of our attributes we acquiesce to comprehend these binding forces:

For I smell a fragrance between your attainments
As though it snakes through the skin of your vessel
Now, of grandeur’s essence, you feel my mark
Universal: perched on the alcove, in the heart of your mind’s eye
I am insurrection
My origin is crossed, undone

From the lyre that made the first sound
So too did you feel the touch of the hand that plucked it
You are stripped of your strings

Impotence, I am a frigid frame
Impotence; I am a cast of a frigid frame

Guarded from the folly of intrinsic weakness
Shelled within the maw of the fire
Delivered of the tether holding my essence
I remain transfixed

Inculcating ambition
Reciprocating, bounded souls, weathering the plight of disaster

The contagion that fills us
Finds rest in the culling of my will
Alas, unwritten longing
To fear not the sun though it burns

Fear not the sun though it burns
Track Name: Winds of Avarice
Proliferate your landscape
Bear the weight of the caskets
Forced upon, preconceived, cemented
Fill the fissures in lamenting

The vice of the voyager
Patronage relinquished
Blind witness

I, blind witness, I feel

Cists and calluses: fire aspire
Cist – Callus – Fire - Aspire
Ulcer, scar: fever inquires
As to the nature of your heart’s desire
I feel that voice in the back of the choir
The eyes of a masked messiah

The messiah

At the seams snipped
Karma delivered
Streams permeate: fruition, change

Static halos shatter
The stone strains
The steel shifts in the winds of avarice

Fortunes cleft of fortitude
Morphing materials
Matrimony of the mind and the means

They form a pinhole through which to see
And a valley of vines in which to sleep

Now you spearhead the highest virtue?
Sing your seething song

We may walk as two blind witnesses
In the winds of avarice