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Переиздание демотейпа гиены приятно удивило меня очень хорошим качеством записи, которого удалось добиться далеко не на каждом студийном альбоме тех лет (1992-93). Это очень простой атмосферик блэк с неназойливыми клавишными, ровный, совсем не экстремальный, но тем не менее злой, от него веет холодным спокойствием. В голосе вокалиста нет ничего особенного, однако мне он кажется похожим именно на гиену - ту самую четырехметровую тварь, коленопреклонение перед которой изображено на обложке. В качестве бонусов дописаны три трэка с еще более раннего демо, качество там конечно умеренно дерьмовое, но сам материал ничем не хуже. Однозначно это альбом на любителя, коим я и являюсь. |
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The spells of my spirit
This world I now leave
My sword might be rusty
My mind may be old
But no one can change my faith
It has been foretold
[chorus]
I am a harbour for restless demonsouls
I have left nothing
Two demong eight Spirits
Later eight spirits will be left to me
Then I shall be for all eternity
2. Black Seared Heart
[Music and lyrics by Sanrabb]
When I look upon these burialgrounds my heart sighs
Deep is the dark, so it my heart
My black seared heart is the way
from the cold clouds above rains
Dust of death
In my mouth, in my breath
The cold struck urge for pain
Increases the lust to gain
Reign of knowledge
My apcalyptic vision at its very peak
My black seared heart can wait no longer
The force deep desertion has grown stronger
3. Angelwings and Ravenclaws
[Music and lyrics by Sanrabb]
Crossing the channel of fire
The wings of the dragon shall carry my high
The sky so dark and cold
Known only to the spirits that grew old
We rush towards the ravenclaws
That silently await to crush us all
We await the coming
Cursed as hellhouse lizards we all shall crawl
Not the blessed
Nor the gifted
We choose the true evil
Not the feeble
We lords of dogs
We lords of the hamlets
We lords of swords
We call upon thee
Souls of the infernal
Ghosts of the wicked
Spirits of all that is still
Dance to the masters organ
We call upon you
Incarnated souls of disaster
Spread the fire all high and low
The ravenclaws has waited too long
4. The Chariots That Carried Her to the Grave
[Music and lyrics by Sanrabb]
O' Sarah can you hear me?
When they killed you did you cry (black tears)?
When your heart stopped, were you led to Hell's fire?
Forever it seemed, for every dream I dreamed
When they carried you off the birds flew away can you tell me why?
All the love I lost has turned to hate
Eternally I'll wait for the day your executioner falls to his death
O' Sarah what did they do?
Did they not know that I was in love with you?
Now my darkest hour has come
My evil work will now be done
[chorus]
O' Sarah do you have to leave?
Sarah plase can't you stay?
Sarah thou art a witch or so they all say
(please stay)
Legions of demons will avenge your death
So be it if it cost me my last breath
5. A Witch Is Born
[Music by Sanrabb, Lyrics by Svartalv]
In a crooked house
As old as the forest
A child was born in fire
Her hellish voice
Her screams and yells
In my crystal that night I could hear
Ten thousand children
That day she was born
Suffered and died in their cribs
A witch is born
With eyes of lightning
Raven black hair
She was a beauty
She came here with evil and the cruelest plague
I admire her beauty
And the madness that she brings
Singing in awe
Hair o' new born witch
A witch is born
6. Night of the Serpents Judgement
[Music and lyrics by Sanrabb]
Many nights I have waked
Waiting for the four winds to gather
Here in the desert there are no roads
They went away the night before
Silence only surrounds me
For things left behind
Be it a gate to this shrine
The wolves in their midnight speeches
Scream my name out loud in torment
I shall haunt you, haunt you all
Desecrate your neverdying souls
Only darkness can hold this lonesome soul
In darkness I drown the pains away
I shall haunt you, haunt you all
Dececrate your neverdying souls
...your souls...
7. Midwinter Forest
[Music by Sanrabb, Lyrics by Svartalv]
Frozen shadows of trees in the snow
Like the claws of a thousand wolves
It lies there like a sleeping ghost
Waiting to be awakened by a spell
The ravens in the sky
The silent screams in their clear black eyes
As they see the blood in the snow
Thousands of men in this battle did fall
Like dragons they fought, to the last man had died
There was never a thought of surrender
Buried in the snow they are forever laid to rest
in this haunting midwinter forest