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Первое, что бросилось в глаза - трек под ярким названием "Ave Maria".
Молитва была исполнена в лучших классических традициях. Великолепный, просто захватывающий дух орган, патетический возвышенный вокал, возносящий хвалу Богородице за ее сына. Как это прекрасно! Все же лучше классики может быть только классика. И вдруг во второй половине трека появляется жесткий металлический саунд: тяжелые гитары, забористые барабаны. Но самый большой сюрприз припасен в конце. После пафосного песнопения следует треск и звон разбиваемых образов (икон/крестов) и саркастический голос с едкой усмешкой произносит "Иисус...хе, хе". Вот нехристи! Даже блэкерские богохульства так не пробирают!
К сожалению, "Аве Мария" своим блеском затмевает весь остальной материал. А ведь он очень и очень хорош. Прекрасный эпик дум, технически сложный. Плюс к тому со множеством интересных инструментальных наворотов, с насыщенным ярким звучанием. С гроулингом, с прекрасными чистыми голосами.
В общем, альбом очень хороший. А мой Вам совет, господа: если вы будете его слушать, то приберегите "Ave Maria" напоследок. А сперва насладитесь всем остальным материалом. |
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Changes of fate.
The road is cutting through your throat,
But this is the only way.
Here you can't see any wall
And you're not alle to turn.
Steps are turning into pain
Moment into eternity
Nobody did't ask you to stop
No one could hear you scream
Herimos
In a vast sea of long lost times
Stands a granite rock of stable names
It splits the skies with it’s top
It has been erected by the great
To rule the will of the masses
They promised benefits instead of freedom
Storm often raged in this sea
And hacked the ships that dared to sail alone
Into small splinters many fell victims
To the stable rock and many heroes
Who fried to fight with it
Were turned to dust
The raging storm, the waves hit the granite
The raping storm, the fear never sleeps
And you alone challenge them
The hero will die, but spirits is immortal
Bonfires burning high upon the rock
Filled slayers killers dreams with fetid smoke
Following their feast of blood
And this feast still lasts another methods
Turn our life to granite rock shadow
The threat is still alive
It’s up to you how to take
The granite power and your fate
To breathe the air of total freedom
Or to wait for freedom up in heaven
That has been promised from above
And to be submitted to the will of the mighty
The raging storm, the waves hit the granite
The raping storm, the fear never sleeps
And you alone challenge them
The hero will die, but spirits is immortal
Worms & Birds
Usual life and stupid days
Animal instinct replaced the brains.
Time and floating down as the dirt from the face.
But nobody wishes to change own race.
Born to be worm will never fly.
He's made of soil and there he'll die.
He should build home, he should plant trees
And grow up worms just the same as he is.
Everything's good but the offsprings of worms
Live in the swamp not far from their homes.
Tribe multiplies and the swamp's getting great.
Only one step will give end to your fate.
You bring to the forest water and peace,
They can destroy by the fire all trees,
They can destroy everything in the dust,
You are the stranger who dreams of the past.
So, let the bird fly in the sky
And all the worms in the ground must die.
Rage will be given for them from the birth,
So, let it forever last on the Earth!
Deadly Flowers
Open the window, look outside
In the East Sun has risen and the morning is bright.
In the morning starts life, in the morning starts day,
But at home you hide and forever will stay.
You are a ghost filled, with sorrow of your long living years
Why not finally answer your life "no" or "yes".
You obtain in the mist of your mystical dreams
Now your home is a cup full of painful screams.
But it happens you can leave the torments behind
In this beautiful day you completely decide
To continue the life in your imagined world
Where the flowers grow, where's not darkness and cold.
Shut the doors, turn off light,
Close the windows and wait
Till the smell of death comes
And remove pain and hate.
Flavor of Paradise is the key to the gate
Made of crystal and gold monumental and great.
You don't know what you'll meet but the limit's behind
And your way leads to distance fancy and light.
Follow the voice of your innermost dream
But remember you'll never retreat.
You see a woman created of air and steam
To the Garden of Death your soul she will lead.
Cemetery of Dreams
I'm looking at flowers through the fancies of graves.
In the Cemetery of Dream Sun of morning has raised.
It's the same just to me if I'm dead or alive,
'cause you've gone and the spring forever has died.
Joy of days that we spent just together with you
Gives me great hellish flames and there's nothing to do.
Waterfall of my madness gives me no way to breath
And my heart in the cage is unable to live.
I'm screaming but none can hear my scream.
In the soil the part of my body will dream.
Only one step remains for me on my way.
Blood will splash on the grass and the sins will be paid.
In the Cemetery of Dream day is lightened by Sun.
Nobody is waiting everybody has gone.
Two dead corpses are lying under ground of grave
And two souls of humans in the haven are safe...
The Cemetery of my Dreams' getting drowned in flowers.
The Cemetery of my Dreams' flying high in the clouds.
Here you fatal dreams will come true.
Here we'll always stay - me and you.
Outcast
Where the clouds are like the birds and the mountains are high
Two millennium long lives and old human tribe.
No one of tribal folk wished to go down the road
And all the new things htet were brought were an awful load.
They had a leader and severy laws
Which everyone obeyed with horror.
The nature gave them many gods
And all of them brought only sorrow.
For many years rained sacred paradise
And generation changed the generation
But once in mountains a stranger rised
As beautiful mysterious creation.
He told term if they leave there duty
They would discover just another world
Where passion rains with the help of beauty
Where there is no killing pain and cold.
He also added to that people main
That Gods are the phantoms that don't exist
And all the scenes of nature he could explain
And they would find there no mist.
But one who opened his heart,
Tried making good for poor folk
He only planted hateful dark
In souls by his amazing talk.
Who wants to leave his home of pains
And break all household in cruel way
To wath the dance of wind in plains
It's better to take stranger far away.
What happened to him only age knows
He fell beneath the sky and holy ground
But when the Moon is full the ghost shows
Disturbing peace it wanders all around.
He was, he is, he will be mighty
The genius is a danger to the rest
Impossible to live with this society
And loneliness for genius is best.
They are the children of awful nightmares,
Their blood is poison that kills all the fairs
Wise is who lives under transparent wall
In the bright castle which is hated by all
Awe Maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria
Gratia plena
Maria
Gratia plena
Dominus, tecum
Ave, ave dominicus
Benedicta tu
Et benedictus
Et benedictus
Fructus ventris tui jesus