“Matron of Venom and Bone” is a dark tribute to Malice Do’Urden, one of the most feared Matron Mothers of the Underdark, told through the eyes of Drow society that lived under her rule.
This song explores her rise and fall as a ruler who wielded faith, fear, and family as weapons. Malice ruled through absolute control, devotion to Lolth, and merciless discipline, shaping her house through cruelty and ambition. But in the end, the very blood she sought to command became the force that shattered her legacy.
Musically, the track delivers aggressive Gothic Hard Rock Metal with dirty, dark female vocals and no screams. Heavy guitars, crushing rhythms, and an oppressive atmosphere mirror the suffocating grip of her authority and the inevitable collapse of power built on fear.
🕷️ “She ruled by poison prayer and broken kin.”
🕸️ “Power devours what it possesses.”
If you’re drawn to dark fantasy lore, Drow society, and metal songs that explore power, cruelty, and downfall, this track descends deep into the obsidian halls of the Underdark.
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Lyrics:
In the halls of carved obsidian, where daughters learn to kill,
She ruled by whisper, blade, and womb, ambition sharpened into will.
House Do’Urden rose on silent screams, on sons reduced to tools,
Her faith was strict, her mercy none, the Spider Queen’s hard rules.
She called it love when blood was spilled,
And named devotion what she willed.
Malice, Matron crowned in spite,
A mother forged from endless night.
By poison prayer and broken kin,
She fed the web she ruled within.
We bowed because we learned to fear,
Her shadow thicker than the year.
We watched her shape the chosen heir, a weapon wrapped in fate,
Until the son denied the path and sealed her house’s hate.
Betrayed by blood she tried to own, defied by one who fled,
The Underdark remembers still the price her pride had bled.
She could not bend what would not break,
Control was the one vow she could not make.
Malice, Matron crowned in spite,
A mother forged from endless night.
By poison prayer and broken kin,
She fed the web she ruled within.
We bowed because we learned to fear,
Her shadow thicker than the year.
Hear the echoes of her fall,
Stone remembers every call.
When faith demands the blood of sons,
The web consumes what it has spun.
She ruled as if the gods would stay,
But Lolth collects in cruel delay.
Malice, throne of ash and bone,
A queen who died not alone.
Her house collapsed, her name remained,
A lesson carved in loss and pain.
In Drowish halls we still confess:
Power devours what it possesses.
The Spider Queen watches.
Mothers remember.
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