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Carnal Forge
« Please...Die! »
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| 1 | Butchered, Slaughtered, Strangled, Hanged
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| | 2 | Hand Of Doom
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| | 3 | Fuel For Fire
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| | 4 | Totalitarian Torture
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| | 5 | Everything Dies
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| | 6 | Slaves
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| | 7 | Welcome To Your Funeral
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| | 8 | Please...Die! (Aren't You Dead Yet?)
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| | 9 | Becoming Dust
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| | 10 | No Resurrection
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| | 11 | A World All Soaked In Blood
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| | 12 | A Higher Level Of Pain |
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Stefan Westerberg - Drums
Jari Kuusisto - Guitar
Jonas Kjellgren - Vocals
Petri Kuusisto - Guitar
Lars Lindйn - Bass |
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| 1. Butchered, Slaughtered, Strangled, Hanged
Heading towards the lungs of Hell,
I'm the spirit and flesh of lucifer
I'm the one who enters your mind,
I'm greater than death, on wings of evil I ride
I steal your soul, I empty your veins, your blood is life,
Your blood is my source
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В последнее время я все дальше отдаляюсь от периода детского восхищения брутальными стилями, но иногда встречается что-то, возбуждающее ностальгию и пробивающее на добродушные и светлые воспоминания о нетленных творениях начала – середины 90-х. Это – как раз такой случай. По-новому осмыслено старое, но, в то же время, что-то новое тоже привнесено. Явно видно, что люди реально напряглись при создании альбома, попытавшись найти свой подход к классике стиля. А получилась у них смесь прежде всего Dismember времен классического “Massive Killing Capacity”, небольшой доли железобетонной нерушимости a-la “War Master” великих Bolt Thrower и малой толики искрометности обеих альбомов неофитов Darkane. К этой помеси следует добавить прямо-таки “каркассистые” атональные соло, очень чистый звук, намеренно сделанный слегка неряшливым в самой подаче, несколько типов вокала, из которых основной более всего напоминает хрипы того же Матти Карки, а периодически переходит в инфразвуковую область a-la Chris Barnes. Классно, хотя и несколько однообразно, работает ритм-секция, тоже демонстрируя возврат к корням, давит именно так, как нужно, бас-гитара, скорость исполнения бодрит… да и вообще, все в целом даже немного колбасит, прямо как в старые добрые времена. Даже названия группы и альбома реминисцируют именно к тем источникам. Единственное, что немного выпадает из концепции альбома – оформление буклета. Исключительно для поклонников классического шведского не-мелодик дэта скогсбергского разлива. |
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По сравнению с предыдущей работой шведские трэш-дэтстеры внесли изменения в свою музыку ровно настолько, чтобы сделать песни хоть немного отличимыми друг от друга, а также подтянули качество звука. Откровениями здесь не пахнет, но то, что разминка для шейных мышц будет обеспечена, можно предсказать с большой долей уверенности. По правде говоря, подобное рубилово куда лучше воспринимается в концертном угаре, в альбомном же варианте оно приедается в силу своего однообразия и стандартности. |
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Если бы ненависть можно было бы измерять в математических единицах - предположим, единицах массы,- то её на этом альбоме набралось бы на несколько тонн, это уж точно. Первая песня производит впечатление обрушивающегося камнепада – столько в ней неистовства и тяжести, что у некоторых групп и на целом альбоме не найдешь. Шведскому же квинтету этого мало, и они продолжают кровавую thrash-метал (а иногда и почти death) баню на протяжении всего диска. Каждая злая строчка текста находит отражение в зверских криках вокалиста, барабанщик молотит так, что, кажется, если бы палочкой дал кому по голове – не обошлось бы без черепно-мозговой, а гитаристы рубят мощнейшие риффы... но почти ни одного соло. Лишь несколько секунд на весь диск, все остальное – одинаковые риффы в одинаковых песнях. Однообразие зашкаливает до такой степени, что все сумасшедшие мракобесие, творящееся на альбоме, начинает наскучивать, а безграничная энергия музыкантов, увы, уходит впустую. Ну кто им мешал по соляку в каждую песню вставить? Значительно бы удачнее слушалось. А то даже эти тридцать семь минут кажутся затянутыми. Обидно, несмотря на дичайшую энергетику, лучшее, что можно сказать о «Please… Die!», это «неплохо». |
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Похоже трэш метал в скорости и ярости вытеснит по популярности слащавый и порядком надоевший POWER , с его насиженных и тепленьких мест в чартах. Не успел я нарадоваться на очень хороший прошлогодний альбом шведов, как вот уж неделю, каждый божий день, прихожу из универа и тут же бросаюсь ставить "Please...Die!" - разгоняет тоску и печаль вмиг! Рявкающий вокал а-ля шведиш/дэз, разбрызгивающий на все обозримое пространство слюни токсичной злобы, непомерно часто затяжные проезды на заоблачных скоростях, просто в клочья разрывающая ритм секция... Чувствую, еще пара-тройка таких альбомов, и степенные дядьки семьянины , угробивших молодость на концертах Круиза и Шаха, впопыхах полезут в забытые чуланы-сараи отыскивать ржавые доспехи советских трэшеров. Как бы парни не открещивались от частых сравнений, но TERROR 2000 и THE HAUNTED будут им скорее всего ближайшими "соседями". Вот только у "карналов" лабать получается пошустрее да посамоотверженнее, чем у тех же хонтедов. Выделить какую-либо композицию не представляется возможным, да и не нужно это вовсе! Тут как раз тот случай , когда некая однообразность музыки идет только на пользу! |
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You see the sign: No way out!
Get ready to die my friend, butchered, slaughtered, strangled, hanged
Enter the domain between life and death,
Brutal torture lies ahead
First I cut your fucking face off then straight to the acid bath
Midnight, I am turning into the devil...
Midnight, Hell has arrived
Midnight, my skin is melting,
As I am becoming pure evil
When I have released all my demons,
My vengeance is done,
The arrival of the end has come.
Bow for the almighty slayer of doom,
The end of the world is soon
Heading towards the lungs of Hell,
I'm the spirit and flesh of Lucifer
I'm the one who enters your mind,
I'm greater than death, on wings of evil I ride
Midnight, I am turning into the devil...
Midnight, Hell has arrived
Midnight, my skin is melting,
As I am becoming pure evil
When I have released all my demons,
My vengeance is done,
The arrival of the end has come.
Bow for the almighty slayer of doom,
The end of the world is soon
2. Hand Of Doom
There is a war inside your head
You're losing the battle against yourself
So awake the unholy spirit of your soul,
Destroy your inner fears and go...
My hands of doom, will lead the way
A fistful of hate is not enough,
Your vicious pain is all you've got
My hands of doom, will lead the way
My hands of doom, will take you to the grave
My hands of doom will take you there
Just face it life is Hell,
So welcome death to end your misery
Just face it life is Hell,
So welcome death...
My hands of doom, will lead the way
I am the demon inside you, who won't come out
I am your unknown conscious, tearing you apart
My hands of doom, will lead the way
My hands of doom, will take you to the grave
My hands of doom will take you there
Just face it life is Hell,
So welcome death to end your misery
Just face it life is Hell,
So welcome death...
Your soul possessed by me,
I rule your mind
You're trapped inside yourself,
My hands of doom will lead the way
3. Fuel For Fire
Tormented bodies everywhere, awaiting the end of the world
There's nothing here to save, the time is running out, with no mercy
Enter the black dimension, a hole in time and space
No Heaven or Hell awaits you,
Just close your eyes and float away ... (NOW)
Burn me, if i'm too blind to see this scam
Burn me, my sick desire, please turn me into fuel for the fire
Life's a mistake, filled with psychical pain
There's no escape we're leaving today
I'm just fuel for fire
Enter the black dimension, a hole in time and space
No Heaven or Hell awaits you,
Just close your eyes and float away ... (NOW)
Burn me, if i'm too blind to see this scam
Burn me, my sick desire, turn me into fuel for the fire
I'm just fuel for fire
4. Totalitarian Torture
Pure steaming terror, five decades of decadence,
The throne has been conquered, divine power unleashed,
With iron and chaos, I turn the land into glory
Victory requires bloodshed, Spawned is the immortal elite
Totalitarian torture so sweet
Welcom to a living nightmare, where your life becomes unreal
Throw away your hopes and dreams, I will feed your needs
The weak and the useless, will be wiped out and forgotten
Obey me or face the reality, enemies will be blown into infinity
I spread fear - I rape, ruin and desecrate,
I spit venom - totalitarian torture so sweet
The masses shall follow their leader, praise the new world order
Disgrace, misery and anguish, a call for the new messiah
Down on your knees and pray, it's time for shotgun salvation
Come forth the brigade of cruelty,
Extinction in the name of the cross
Welcome to a living nightmare, where your life becomes unreal
Throw away your hopes and dreams, I will feed your needs
With iron will and chaos, I turn the land into glory
Take my hand and follow me, and forever dwell in insanity
I spread fear - I rape, ruin and desecrate
I spit venom - totalitarian torture so sweet
The masses shall follow their leader, praise the new world order
Disgrace, misery and anguish, a call for the new messiah,
Down on your knees and pray
5. Everything Dies
All you have left is a wish to die and all you see is black
Your tortured soul cries out for a relief
You can't go on like this, you'll hit the wall, scared to death
I gave you life, I trashed your wall of self-defense
Now you have nothing, only the fear remains
The fear of dying, your long gone disease
Everything dies, rises and fades away again
Sacrifice, you paid your dues with your own blood
Everything dies, you took your life just like you knew I would
Crucified, nailed like christ, no sacrifice, everything dies
All you have left is a wish to die and all you see is black
Your tortured soul cries out for a relief
Now you are hanging in a rope, cold and naked,
A few seconds away from Hell,
Finally your life is gone, at last your spirit is home,
There's nothing you can do
There's nothing left, just black holes
Sacrifice, you paid your dues with your own blood
Everything dies, you took your life just like you knew I would
Crucified, nailed like christ, no sacrifice, everything dies
6. Slaves
Faster and faster, still not on time, cash is the fuel for every one
Sice that day we were born 'til the day we die,
We learn how to reject a meaning of life
Victims, we are all fucking slaves
Raping unknown lands, destroying the life of millions,
Corruption is all we know, we are just waiting for the sky to burn
Victims, we are all fucking slaves
Victims, we are all fucking slaves
Cash is the fuel for everyone, cash is the fuel
This is the way it was meant to be, a world so full of hate and greed
I will enjoy watching the earth explode,
Nobody cares that we are living in an open sore
7. Welcome To Your Funeral
The power of the kingdom of death unleashes its rage upon you
My vengeance soon to be unfold
Your life in torture flashes before my eyes, you will feel my hate,
You will feel my burning rage entering your domain
Death is real,
Life's deceased
Pray your way down to Hell,
The secrets of the bleeding night unveils itself
My wrath i've spawned for centuries, the lust for blood is my call,
You can never make me bleed, i'm above all life
Welcome to your funeral,
Today you'll be buried alive
Feel its nerve, haunting your soul
Feel its rage, dominating your veins
(Feel my rage dominating your veins, you'll be buried alive)
Welcome to the mass, feel your soul, feel it slipping away
Death is real,
Life's deceased
8. Please...Die! (Aren't You Dead Yet?)
I'm hunting your shadows,
I fool you with ease,
Can you feel my eyes undressing your mind,
Your soul such an easy prey,
There's nothing that can stop this game
You just wanted a ride,
Now you are blinded by pain...
You can feel me right behind you,
A cold breeze, i'm always there
Your nightmare turns into reality,
I'm back again so hungry for your flesh
Aren't you dead yet?
Please die...
Aren't you dead yet?
So hard to kill
You're facing the eyes of death,
You're heading towards Hell
Your destiny I hold in my hand,
Your future,
What an awful sight
Soon you'll be gone
Your soul such an easy prey,
There's nothing that can stop this game
You just wanted a ride,
Now you are blinded by pain...
Aren't you dead yet?
Please Die...
Aren't you dead yet?
So hard to kill
Please Die...
9. Becoming Dust
We're marching on to the rhythm of the dead
We're marching on, our hearts pounding with rage
Break those chains,
Kill your fears
Break that curse,
Burn your soul
Crushed by the light,
Slayed by servants of christ
You were left to die by the ones you trust,
Betrayed by life, left to rot
You were left to die by the ones you trust,
Betrayed by life, becoming dust
We're marching on to the rhythm of hate
We're marching on, still beating, killing your fate
We're marching on to the rhythm of the dead
We're marching on, our hearts pounding with rage
Break those chains,
Kill your fears
Break that curse,
Burn your soul
I don't mind the pain or the suffering, just no more life...
You were left to die by the ones you trust,
Betrayed by life, left to rot
They achieved their goals, soon it all will be gone,
Just a burning surface covering the earth
You were left to die by the ones you trust
Betrayed by life, left to rot
You were left to die by the ones you trust
Betrayed by life, becoming dust
10. No Resurrection
You depend on the power of your soul,
Alone in the darkness turning to trash
The world falls down on you
Everything is black,
Your inner flame no longer burning,
No lust for life, never high,
Your outdated mind out of order since years ago,
You may just die
Watch yourself go dead
Desecrated, forever falling
You'll never be reborn
You used to have a life
But you lost it all,
Your powers are gone
Just like your soul,
You used to trust and care,
Now it's only your pain who is there,
You tried to escape from your life in Hell,
You tried to run away from your fears
Watch yourself go dead
Desecrated, forever falling
You'll never be reborn
I'll be the one to cast the first stone
I'll be the one who releases Hell
You depend on the power of your soul,
Alone in the darkness turning to trash
The world falls down on you
Everything is black,
Your inner flame no longer burning,
No lust for life, never high,
Your outdated mind out of order since years ago,
You may just die
Watch yourself go dead
Desecrated, forever falling
You'll never be reborn
11. A World All Soaked In Blood
Casualties, the world turns evil when you lose
Blind, my eyes are filled with blood
Execute, this world of myths we've built
Strangled it, hacked it to pieces, fucking pieces
Destroyed, eaten alive by my own fears
Drained, all my views of life erased
Wounds that will never heal
Tortured, i'm chained inside the crypt
Burning the future an ocean of fire
A world all soaked in blood
12. A Higher Level Of Pain
The smell of your fear, a fucking decease
Don't be scared I kill you with ease
One cut and you're gone,
I wanna stab, I wanna hear you moan
Your wounds not too deep, just enough to put you into sleep
Your time is out, now you're gonna kiss the goat
The slaughter will succeed, now it's time for you to bleed
One cut and you're gone,
I wanna stab, I wanna hear you moan
Your wounds not too deep, just enough to put you into sleep
Unconscious for days, now it's time to execute the kill
Never ending torture, a higher level of pain