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Fates Warning
« Awaken the Guardian »
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1 | The Sorceress 05:43
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| 2 | Valley Of The Dolls 05:24
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| 3 | Fata Morgana 05:25
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| 4 | Guardian 07:34
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| 5 | Prelude To Ruin 07:23
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| 6 | Giant's Lore (Heart Of Winter) 06:00
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| 7 | Time Long Past 01:51
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| 8 | Exodus 08:37
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| | Total playing time: 47:57 |
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John Arch - vocals
Jim Matheos - guitars
Frank Aresti - guitars
Joe DiBiase - bass
Steve Zimmerman - drums |
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| 1. The Sorceress
I search alone, dark the night, deep the
blackest forest, down the devil's hopyard
on my way from Salem I lit a fire
Magical brimstone sparks ashes from the
hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up
to the sky.
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem
witch
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А вот это уже серьезно! Прослушав альбом раз 100, я так и не могу определиться, какая же песня тут нравится мне больше всего...
Может быть "The Sorceress "со странным "марширующим" ритмом в куплете и заливистым "восточным" пением Джона Арча в конце?
Может быть, яростная, стремительная "Valley of the Dolls" c изумительным проигрышем в середине, где ритм ударных смещен относительно ритма остальных инструментов (я не музыкант, не знаю как это правильно назвать)?
Может быть, "Fata Morgana", припев которой моментально врезается в мозг и потом целый день вы ходите и напеваете "Fata Morga-a-ana, she will take you..."?
Может быть, грустная и торжественная "Guardian", в конце разгоняющаяся до первой космической скорости как раз в тот момент, когда вы совершенно этого не ожидаете?
Может быть мрачная и сложная "Prelude to Ruin"? Или эпические "Giant's Lore" и "Exodus"?
Нет, не могу определиться. Альбом хорош от начала и до конца, причем хорош не суммой "правильных" составляющих, а какой-то сверхъестественной вдохновенностью, которая, к сожалению, встречается довольно редко.
По мне - так именно "Awaken the Guardian", а вовсе не "No Exit" является вершиной первого, до-Зондеровского периода творчества группы. Он сложнее, динамичнее, интереснее да и звук почему-то гораздо лучше.
И да, это лебединая песня Джона Арча. Я конечно очень люблю и вокал Рэя Элдера тоже, но все же... |
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Fates Warning внесли вклад в развитие хэви-метал музыки, который невозможно переоценить. И в то же время они, фактически изобретатели стиля progressive-metal, всегда находидились в весьма стесненных финансовых условиях. Почему так вышло можно долго гадать-рассуждать. Наверно невезуха виновата. Это их третий альбом, на котором они вышли из тени гигантов Iron Maiden. Хотя влияние последних здесь ощутимо, на этой записи FW приобрели свое, ни на кого не похожее лицо. В их музыке уже отчетливо слышен грядущий прог-метал, структура песен сложная, в каждой песне часто меняется ритм. Но, в первую очередь, обращаешь внимание на МЕЛОДИЮ! Слушая "The Sorceress", "Valley Of The Dolls", "Prelude To Ruin" и.т.д. возникает острейшая потребность строить" козу" и трясти хайром. Прослушав диск (я уверен) у человека в голове весь день будут "проигрываться" припевы многих песен с него (уж "Fata Morgana", 3-я вещь на CD, точно). Да, это прогрессив-метал, но в первую очередь это махровый, яркий, волосатый HMR из 80-х! Таких альбомов (по духу) уже давно никто не делал. Оценка - 10 баллов (была б высшая оценка 1000 -дал бы 1000). |
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She soars the ocean shore of Kildare
Over tombs of the harpy fields
Ride the great beast abandoned girls
Lonely girls ride the great beast
Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana
Through the Brocken Spectre rose a lureing
Angel
Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black
Journey through the witch trials learned
of lore
And wives tales
We fathomed the deepest oceans o her
darkest mind
Searching lands of giants and dragons
sail the oceans of serpents and krakens
Under ages of dark the Salem witch
Burned beneath mindless torture of men
through the castles of demons and wizards
Cast to their fate the Moerea the sisters
Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch
in the bog of the Witch Meadow run
Malifica revenge plague have begun
Burned alive for a crim never done
Children of the darkness dance on the coven
of the lost
In blazing pyre suspended in air she
demands holocaust
She can exorcise with the whites of her eyes
She'll devour your children, in a wink of
an eye, descend from the sky to the
cauldren of the damned.
Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss
She took me by the hand
In a wink of your eye she ascends to the sky
She unveiled my talisman I'm the
witch finder general.
2. Valley Of The Dolls
Bedroom mirrors do tell who's the fairest
of them all
Lime light silhouette transparent attic walls
Dancing shadows cascade paper walls
Wailing ghost guitars send in the clowns
Painted plastic faces stealing mommies
make up
Masque the false gods with mannequin smiles
Prima donnas play upon their pedestal
of fame
Unborn girls false fascade illegitamate child
I won't play your game
Blasphemous black bible bias you betray
bigotry
Slay the hydra prety fair maidens spread
leprocy
Hungry children feed from hype of
perpetual ego's
I slay the hydra, burn the talisman,
holocaust
Run with the pack illegitimate child the
unborn wench at war. tear him inside
she became a bride wedlock to a whore.
Shatter the dream the tangerine dream bow
to kings not queens. Back where you reign
rule your domain Valley of the Dolls!
Bow to kings of yesterday they have given
you wings to fly away, what have the
phantom queens but deceived you
Army of shadows climbing silvery moun-
tains lineing molton and ask kiss my
Camouflage the battle scars with oxy ten and
maybelline
Cloning the hero's in hype magazine
Pirates of underground lightening twice
the speed of sound. You will prevail.
3. Fata Morgana
Morrigan you come again
Morgan La Fay, raven on my sill of frost
far away from the sea of the setting sun
Island of fire and albatross
Taught so well magic merlin the wizard
Maiden of beauty dressed in rainbow
Come to me
Damon girl daughter of saul queen of the
under world . . . she'll have us all
Damon girl foul temptress of lust
Peasants to kings your heart surely turn to dust
Damian she's the mortal of man
Lives in your dreams in darkness, reaches out her hand
Come to me
Fata Morgana . . . She will take you
Hungry scarred harlot hunting another heart
Morrigan fallen angel queen of magic
Kneeling at the widows altar, temptress
of my . . .
She's the widow of my dreams
Far beyond the realm of dream, your wildest dream
Ascend to the plane, an imaginary game to play
Past the golden pillars of the lore to Lemuria
Imagine your queen . . .
take her she's yours
Damian upon her throne mirrored mirage
of your desire
Of my desire
Passion slave, her life I gave
Jump into her fire
4. Guardian
These walls are stained engraved with pain
You will find them under shadows casting
shame
Some it's all they'll ever know, Angels of
the fortunate sons come and go ... You
may not
Entities pass in the night Guardians and the
Reaper fight the will to live shall win
Mares of hope ride through their dreams
blinding light awakens sleeping dawn it
seems
It was all a dream endless dream
I will wish upon a star I believe in you
And if my will has strayed afar I
rememebered you
Will you remember me
I the one you sentenced Pennance
unabsolved
Answer me save my will have you forgotten
me
Pace the hallway blindman for a million
miles of stars
His mind has seen. think you may he lives
in darkness
We're the dark he's seen the light of dream
Karen's been asleep forever I know she
hears me
She has so much to say, Machine shoots
sparks through
face
Unto my hand, unto my heart
I'm a fire without a flame helpless child
without a name
With broken wings catch me I'm falling
I'm a question with no answer who are
you that takes my life away from me
unveil the bondaries of the black
I had a dream I was you strong as the fire
In your veins then when I called out your
Name I would remain and witness the pain
I am beyond silent black I will be back
As your guardian
Angels in white you have sacrificed witness
and bury the pain
Walk hand and hand with the fear stricken
child
Strengthen the weak and the lame
pillar of pennance and lore
Perpetual journey into the realm the
sovereign servitor
5. Prelude To Ruin
Look to sunrise man tell me what you see
The eagle has flown underground abandoned
You abonded me
Fifty two falling stars are burning up the sky
Blazing torch falls to the ocean bottom where
black predictions lie
have you faith in scripture visions of kings
Reaper of reality your destiny the sisters sing
Vultures scavenge the subsconsious of your
mind
Their ally is time for you to fall and yield
Your mind to the cynic
They should be held so high and not looked
down upon
They are the root of the country. The roots
so firm and tranquil, when will the spirits be
welcomed, listen the music is heard again.
When there are lofty high roof tops carved
walls and yielding crops
When the palace is wild for lusting. When
the forest if wild for hunting. Existance
of anyone thing has never been but the
prelude to ruin
Wars and temper tantrums are the make-
shifts of ignorance
Regrets illuminate to late. Depth beyond sin
is fathomed
Wandering through the devils field sowing
his seed
Guardian angel guide us through the night
we compel
His long constant fight. the moerea they call
your destiny the sisters all of three.
Clotho she spun the web to live the
thread so tentative. Lachesis she measured
out the years. Atropos cuts the thread
with her shears.
Time Time Time an imaginary line mine not
yours nor yours mine
They lead the blind back to mothers womb
tomb of the unborn child
Coming events cast their shadows before
wintery wind the eye of the storm witness
the past the future
Holds more prelude to ruin
6. Giant's Lore (Heart Of Winter)
In a time long past tomorrow sleeping in the
castle of the black. In the Leland hills are
the monster tracks of a giant. The darn of
autumn playing in the garden of the rising
sun the children they run in the yard of the
giant. If he awakens he will crush them in the
earth, fear the children inherited at birth.
Thunder clouds close the skys he opened up
his eyes
he's awakened hears the children in his
paradise
You must leave this land forever more or
live behind these iron doors o the darkest
dungeon
So they left with the passing storm
The Gods were awakened they will crush
him in the earth. He is forsaken till he
shares his worth.
Kings queens pirate giants castle walls
dungeon doors
Bound to earth treasures sunken heart to
the ocean floor I will remember knock-
ing on the cold side of your door
Spring came soon to the outside world but
the worth wind whirled through the castle
halls
Children played in the outside sun, frost
giants stayed in the garden walls. Seaons
past locked in winter filled with remorse
his frost bitten heart
Through a crack in the garden wall came
a child with the gift of spring the frost giants
went away
the dawn of autumn came into the garden
of the rising sun
his heart was awakened he was forgiven
then
Always remembered as a giant among men.
7. Time Long Past
[Instrumental]
8. Exodus
Morning desert sun horizon rise above the
sands of time
Mystic journey to Arcana travel starry
spheres in trine
Sands of the dunes dust of the bones
Swallow the trace of creatures left behind
Gods of the fire fall from the sky reaped
all the fruit and plagued earth dry
Distant vision tempting water fall to me
knees I'm going to drink it dry. Blazing
desert sun reflection on the water
He caught my eye
Up in a tree preying on me vulture of
fear why don't you let me be
He said you're mine one day
Spit out the sand of the mirage
Be on your way
Exodus ascend the plane
Exile this medium of bondage far beyond
the prophecy of tyrant guardians
Traject the esoteric sisters they are mythical
Exodus ascend the plane
Exuke this medium of bondage far beyond the
myriads of crypt and pyramids beyond the
harpy vultures guarding their tombs
Arcana awaits you
Oh guardian predestination calls
Silent wind I felt what you said
Soon I'm exhumed for consumation
He charmed my soul with his book of the
dead
He read it said beat no children
He will inhere the malignant fear in man
Sovreign the force more than emotion
It controls your destiny at hand
False guardian I will compel false as the
fear of heaven and hell
I should have known its all a mirage just
as well
The power of good will not be shown by
conquering fear
Let it be known its a constant resist
While facing transformation