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High on Fire
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| 1 | Snakes For The Divine
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| | 2 | Frost Hammer
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| | 3 | Bastard Samurai
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| | 4 | Ghost Neck
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| | 5 | Fire, Flood & Plague
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| | 6 | How Dark We Pray
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| | 7 | Holy Flames Of The Fire Spitter
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| | 8 | Mystery Of Helm
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| | Total playing time: 45:56 |
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Matt Pike - guitar, vocals
Jeff Matz - bass
Des Kensel - drums |
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E1 Music
February 23rd, 2010
All music and lyrics by High on Fire.
Mixed by Greg Gordon and Greg Fidelman.
Assistant: Sara Lyn Killion
Recorded by Greg Gordon, Phillip Broussard, Jr., and Greg Fidelman.
Assistant Engineers: Sara Lyn Killion, Peter Penner
Edited by Phillip Broussard, Jr.
Recorded and mixed at The Pass Studios, Los Angeles, California.
Mastered by Mark Santangelo at Universal Mastering, New York, New York.
Art and visual design by Arik Moonhawk Roper. |
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| 1. Snakes For The Divine
Gazing at gold, the ancient crime
Rise up, fall down
Cities come alive and they will die
Rise up, fall down
Ten thousand years are left behind
Rise up, rise up tonight
Given your sentence,
you're handed the snakes of divine
Suffer the scourge by the powers inv |
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Вот, собственно, и вышел новый альбом High on Fire. Впечатления от прослушивания довольно неоднозначные. С одной стороны, все фирменные хайонфайровские фишки на месте - и вопли Мэтта Пайка, и бесконечные барабанные сбивки Деса Кенсела, и гудящий жирный бас, и долбящие стотонными молотами гитары и беспорядочные соляки, и всё кажется очень крутым, но с другой стороны, альбом кажется уж очень коротким по времени и куда менее разнообразным, нежели его предшественник "Death Is This Communion". Альбом начинается с ураганного и самого хитового заглавного восьмиминутного боевика "Snakes for the Divine", наверное, самой мелодичной в каталоге Пайка и Ко песни, и одной из самых стремительных и мощных. После её прослушивания ощущения сродни тем, когда по вам пройдёт мощнейший электроразряд. Но идеальность альбома впоследствии и нарушается этой тестостероновой громоподобностью большинства песен - если ранее "Хай Он Файр" можно было охарактеризовать как стоунер/дум с элементами трэша, то теперь это трэш с элементами стоунер/дума. На альбоме только две песни имеют стоунер/думовый окрас - "Bastard Samurai" и "How Dark We Pray", остальное - моторхэдо-креэйторовский пулемёт. Именно креэйторовский - ведь если раньше в музыке High on Fire был 50/50 Motorhead и Slayer, то теперь это Motorhead и Kreator. Разнообразные акустические переборы, более-менее мелодичный вокал и мелотроновые фоны остались на прошлом альбоме, как и почти вся мелодика.
Нет, конечно же, альбом в целом отличный, и наверняка войдёт в тройку лучших метал-релизов 2010 года, и конечно, я вам обязательно его рекомендую послушать. Но после шедеврального, разнопланового и многогранного "Death Is This Communion" я ожидал ещё более шедеврального, разнопланового и многогранного релиза, но альбом просто другой. Хороший, но не идеальный.
В целом, я бы поставил альбому и десятку, но его кратковременность и молотильность заставляют поставить только 8/10. |
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Running the course of the wolves and they're killing our kind
Oh how their claws come ripping
Suffering peace, the endless time
Rise up, fall down
Gazing at gold, the ancient crime
Rise up, fall down
Cities come alive and they will die
Rise up, fall down
Ten thousand years are left behind
Rise up, rise up tonight
Blacked out sky, and beliefs in pillars time
Manifest death and our killers come to life
Breaking this spell and end my master's life
Repelled
Repelled
Blacked out sky, and beliefs in pillars time
Manifest death and our killers come to life
Breaking this spell and end my master's life
Repelled
Repelled
Blood trickles down through histories
Given your sentence,
you're handed the snakes of divine
Blood trickles down through histories
Given your sentence,
you're handed the snakes of divine
Gazing at gold, the ancient crime
Rise up, fall down
Cities come alive and they will die
2. Frost Hammer
Dream being thrown down aloft between from the icy sky
Careful what to seek for inside the frozen mind
Permaglaze reflects this world distant to the thawed life
Frost clan blows the war horn without a fear or guise
Messiah of the glacian heir cold born to rise
Sullen boots impact upon deep the tundra ice
Glorify your greatness, sealed deal cold compromise
Catch the sun to melt these forborne galactic eyes
Plateau of Leng
Winter in veins Hammers arise
To melt through the ice
Dream being thrown down aloft from the icy sky
Careful what to seek for inside the frozen mind
Permaglaze reflects this world distant to the thawed life
Frost clan blows the war horn without a fear or guise
Messiah of the glacian heir cold born to rise
Sullen boots impact upon deep the tundra ice
Glorify your greatness, sealed deal cold compromise
Catch the sun to melt these forborne galactic eyes
Plateau of Leng
Winter in veins
Hammers arise
To melt through the ice
Sail the seas of endless night
Despotic warlord casts his blight
Sons of the north abide
Frost child of abhorrent line
Feed the serpent, drink the wine
Granite heart, unrepentant
Frost hammer
Frost hammer
Frost hammer
Frost hammer
Plateau of Leng
Winter in veins
Hammers arise
To melt through the ice
Frost hammer
3. Bastard Samurai
Count my fingers ten
Dressed to kill and think again
Count my fingers nine
Do the math your sacrifice
Son of a bitch should bleed awhile
Fighting under style
Sleeping under death awhile
Gladiators ring
Sharpening my blade to sting
Son of a bitch your fate I'll bring
Profit melee are all mesmerized
All betray the bastard samurai
Profit melee on this killing floor
All betray the bastard samurai
Bastard samurai
Bastard samurai
The killer I've become
Tattoo heart yakuza's thumb
Killing men aside
Severed heads abide
Son of a bitch should bleed awhile
Bastard samurai
Bastard samurai
Count my fingers ten
Dressed to kill and think again
Count my fingers nine
4. Ghost Neck
Feeding the needs of a desperate survival
Criminally active, not by choice
Overdosing on the mutual garbage
Skeleton the end unfolds
Empty raptured withered human
Cloaked dejection your demise
Shackled laid upon this dead prisoner
Screaming the waste, a deadly voice
Choke conjection and confusion
Surprised you're standing on your feet
Diabolic accusations
Pharisees are not to teach
Buy contempt and your conviction
Crushing others with disease
Horns are showing through the halo
Heroin is such a feast
Morning fever speaking in a vice
Dead deceiver
Sinking in the ice
Madman's sorrow
I've seen things
You're nothing
Believe me
Speaking in a voice
Morning fever
Sinking in the ice
I've seen things
You're nothing
Believe me
Running the circus like a leper
Licking your wounds, an injured hound
Fucked up, doomed and desecrated
Reside six feet underground
Mauled and incapacitated
Lame and dumb are at your feet
Never mind the true conception
Madman's sorrow is what you eat
Feeding the needs of a desperate survival
Criminally active, not by choice
Overdosing on the mutual garbage
Skeleton the end unfolds
Feeding the needs of a desperate survival
Criminally active, not by choice
Overdosing on the mutual garbage
5. Fire, Flood And Plague
The sanctioned annihilation
Death tax to the third world equation
The movement of the masses
Exodus of a populous
Breaking the sealed nightmare
Fire, flood, plague have come here
Mouth of the sword delivers
Spine, tendons, shakes and shivers
A light of basking lament
Father of manifestations
Mother of all creation
Gives doom to generations
Its bastard abomination
Humans with sickly faces
The soulless contradiction
A makeshift apparition
Lying in a pool of distance
Not knowing where the truth is
Standing in a graves museum
Lie down, and sleep this victim
A light of basking lament
Father of manifestations
Mother of all creation
Gives doom to generations
The fire hail raining
The storms torment destroying
Now come the angels threshing
Welcome to world extinction
We have been gathered here to
Die in this blackened nightmare
The psalm that separates us
Onto a pain in death
The place of Armageddon
Condemned and cursed the countdown
The terror of war and famine
The end of all we know is here
The sanctioned annihilation
Death tax to the third world equation
The movement of the masses
Exodus of a populous
Breaking the sealed nightmare
Fire, flood, plague have come here
Mouth of the sword delivers
Spine, tendons, shakes and shivers
A light of basking lament
Father of manifestations
Mother of all creation
Gives doom to generations
The sanctioned annihilation
Death tax to the third world equation
The movement of the masses
6. How Dark We Pray
Serpent came to Eve from Tiamat
Immortality was known by man
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Spirit assassin dressed in black before your shrine
A woman's coffin sending shivers up my spine
Nailed are hands upon the cross so intertwined
A saintly mother sacrificed before your hive
They drink the life
They eat of flesh
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
The brain washed ghost of thought endless lies have come to bind
Four thousand years of mystery surrounding the signs
The Children scream aloud when pain and guilt align
The failing mass of contradiction in their finds
They drink the life
They eat of flesh
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Shadows on the day of philstia
All will have to seek of Visigoth
The Serpent came to Even with a message from Tiamat
Death and immortality was known to man
Three had become four and five
Lilith had taken to conception
and was cursed to unearth where demons
and man did not dwell together
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Oh, how dark we pray
Serpent came to Eve from Tiamat
Immortality was known by man
7. Holy Flames Of The Fire Spitter
Deathly manner in the army to fight
Holy flames that have once come alive
We embrace tonight
Acrid sword, sharp as my life
Divine
Light the beacon through the embers of time
I've been betrayed, but now cross my line
Reborn to thrive
Cut 'em down, storming the hive
Divine
Fire Spitter
Fire Spitter
Power of the old ways shrined
Arise the spirit of the war god's kind
Fire baptized line
At your throat, accursed line
Fire Spitter
Fire Spitter
Deathly manner in the army to fight
Holy flames that have once come alive
We embrace tonight
8. Mystery Of Helm