From the fortress old The dwarves on the gates are crying for war And coming with the night the blood will flow Before their home There's no turning back anymore From the fortress old They're holding the lines and ready to die They stack on the walls The swarm has arrived At the gates of their home There's no turning back anymore Here we are, at the gates of the mountain Hold the line We're alone but no one was left behind We are outnumbered as defenders Overrun, but there will be no surrender Here we are, at the gates of the mountain Hold the line, feel the breath of the horde That's charging us We are outnumbered as defenders Overrun, we will answer to their fire with fire! Fire! Fire! Fire and Stone We came from the forge together And we'll answer to the call With Fire! fire! We'll kill them all As long as we are together At the gates we'll not fall Dark is night, not a star in the sky Will shine on us, we're alone but no one Was left behind, with desperation in our eyes We wait to die in the forthcoming attack ORCS AHEAD! At the gates of the mountain Hold the line Feel the breath of the horde that's charging us We are outnumbered as defenders Overrun, we will answer to their fire with fire! Fire! fire! Fire and Stone We came from the forge together And we'll answer to the call With Fire! fire! We'll kill them all As long as we stay together We will answer to their fire with fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire with fire Fight the fire with fire We will answer all, there's no choice anymore Dwarves of Ekrund reunite together In front of the gates of the fort No step back for us We stand firm like a wall made of stone Dwarves of Ekrund reunite together Defending the gates of our home
01 - Now and Forever 02 - Control All - Delete 03 - Leaning with Intent To Fall 04 - The Growing Minority 05 - Illusion of Love (Carcinogen) 06 - Number One Hypocrite 07 - My Meds Aren't Working 08 - Untitled
Judas Priest - All Guns Blazing, 1991(Rock in Rio);
Простите, но у меня снова волна любви и обожания. Вот скажите мне, что может быть круче, чем такое мощное вокальное интро к песне и последующий абсолютно зубодробительный гитарный напор?
We will fly with the storm And attack with the lightning To extinct the human race Before they extinct everything else
Sweeping across the countries Destroying all we see They don't deserve the gift of life Make room for the new race
After desolating the face of the earth We will layour eggs in the still warm ashes And the fuzzy baby penguins Will have human corpses for their first meal
According to the legends There is a creature Hiding in the northern woods His heart is cold as winter And his hair is made of leaves
Where his name is mentioned A cold wind bends the trees For he's the one that fills our souls with fear For he is Skogsmulle!
He lures children into the woods And makes them become his disciples There they are taught to live only on death cap And to throw stones On the people Walking in the forest
In the northern woods He is one with his surroundings Every tree his castle walls Every stone his throne
Where his name is mentioned A cold wind bends the trees For he's the one that fills our souls with fear
In a cold naked cell A lunatic stares at the empty walls With a blank expression on his face But with a smile on his rugged lips
His mind travels beyond this world To a place created by his funny brain There are trees in different values In all the colors of the rainbow
Just like a stoned junkies dream Where the grass is blue and the sky is green With yellow elephants flying in the sky Like when you smokepot and get really high So many colorshat you almost go blind All this created by a lunatics bizzare mind
Transformed to an image made of dreams The lunatic ruins naked through the wilderness With strange flowers springing in his footsteps Followed by an evil shade of pink Knowing not that it is his last day in life
Out of the ashes Of the destroying (smurf) village One survivor rose That day he swore not to rest Until Gargamel was dead
While walking through the woods A shadow emerged from behind the trees Together they returned to the ruins of the village
The village was desolated Smashed to pieces and burned down The limbs of the poor smurfs Scattered all over the ground But their flesh was still warm
Together they decided to perform The ancient smurf ritual of necromancy In order to invoke the fallen ones To create the army of undead smurfs
Under the sign of the blue mark They marched towards Gargamels castle The old sorcerer did not know What horrible evil would strike upon him
He was paralyzed by the horrifying sight When he saw the hideous army Bursting out from the midnight fog Crawling and trembling towards his home He tried to escape, but they ate his toes (took a bite of his ass, played golf with his balls) And feasted upon the rest of his dismembered body
When it was down, they marched on To spread terror all over the world The superior race of rotten flesh Blue and white with blood on their hats
Vi sålde våra hemman och gav oss sedan ut, som fågelen bortflyger, när sommaren tar slut. Han kommer en gång åter när våren skrider fram, men vi få aldrig skåda vårt kära fosterland.
Och när vi kommo till den liverpoolska hamn begynte ångerns tårar så stritt att bryta fram. Det blev en hjärtans sveda i bröstet på var och en. Man talar blott om Sverige och om sitt förra hem.
Vi packades tillsammans uti ett osunt kvav. Det var för oss att skåda liksom en öppen grav. Och födan som vi fraktat ifrån vår svenska jord den blev oss nu förbjuden att taga med ombord.
Och när vi hade seglat en vecka eller två, ett mörker däcket höljde och bredde sig därpå. Ej se varann vi kunde, knappt andas eller gå. Det var en gruvlig plåga för stora och för små.
Nu blir en ömklig hunger, med sorg och grät och gny. En jämmer som sig tränger till himlens höga sky. Och döden gruvligt härjar bland mänskorna ombord. Man ser de döda kastas i havets vilda flod.
Det är det som grämer mitt hjärta till min död. Att se de arma barnen här gråta efter bröd. Vi kunde ej dem hjälpa, ej lindra deras snöp. De måste nu få gråta och sedan därpå dö.
Что-то понесло меня по старому музлу, что слушал раньше. Вспомнил вот небезызвестных ребят и их 4-й альбом. Знаковые для меня, потому что стали первыми, кто из брутальщины зацепил.
2 года назад я постил новый на тот момент альбом легендарной банды гитариста-виртуоза Дэвида Чэстейна с вернувшейся, моей любимой метал-дивой Лезер Леоне, а сегодня настал час, когда я делаю пост по поводу выхода ещё одного альбома этой замечательной группы.
Tim Ripper Owens - lead vocals
Chris Poland – lead guitar
Aaron Guerra – guitar, vocals
Ted Kirkpatrick – drums, bass
Deen Castronovo - вокал 9 композиция
Т.к. я дико угарел в последнее время по Гамма Излучению, то забрасываю фендом альбомом за альбомом. На этот раз альбом 2010 года.
Как и в прошлом посте отмечу пару "интересностей": здесь снова мелькает Киске, некоторые вещи на альбоме местами тяготеют к, не поверите, готике. Заглавный трек — очевидная дань уважения классике в лице "Metal Gods".
Перевод, который можно пропеть. Большинство ударений, рифм и количество слогов сохранены. Перевод нацелен в первую очередь на передачу атмосферности и смысла, поэтому иногда фактически некоторые слова могут быть заменены или вырезаны.
Power Symphony – Battles In The Twilight
Оригинал: I have seen it all.
All has been foretold. Now...
Now it's time for power now it's time for change for those who've been chosen to follow their fate dying in glory or living to serve This final battle will lead us to hell
So it's been written and so it shalt be powerful evil will fall on its knees Warriors almighty deliver this land avengers of sorrow, this ultimate stand
Battles in the twilight, all the way to hell Written in the pages of the past lies our fate Battles in the twilight, all the way to hell Written in the pages of the past lies our fate
Battles in the twilight, on and on I sing Ancient tales forgotten I will tell you all myfriends
I have come from ancient land I have come from far I will tell you all the stories that should notbe told of the power and the glory
Forbidden tales of the battles in the twilight I'm the one that will bring you the truth Ancient words will be spoken in the twilight battle hymns will arise Have I been chosen to see another day? Have I been chosen to tell another tale?
I am the bard (the one who's calling) I am the bard (the chosen one) (I am the bard) the one who's calling (I am the bard) the chosen one
All has been foretold Tales have all been told All is said and done
Battles in the twilight, all the way to hell Written in the pages of the past lies our fate Battles in the twilight, on and on I sing
Ancient tales forgottenI will tell you all my friends
Now it's time for power now it's time for change For those who've been chosen will follow their fate
Armies facing in the twilight Armies facing in the twilight I am the bard, I've seen it all I am the bard, I've seen it all