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Beardfish: "The Void" – 2012

энциклопедия: Beardfish

Состав группы:

  • Rikard Sjöblom – вокал, клавишные
  • David Zackrinsson – гитара
  • Robert Hansen – бас
  • Magnus Östgren – ударные

Beardfish: "The Void" – 2012

Композиции:

  1. Introduction
  2. Voluntary Slavery
  3. Turn To Gravel
  4. They Whisper
  5. This Matter Of Mine
  6. Seventeen Again
  7. Ludvig & Sverker
  8. He Already Lives In You
  9. Note
  10. Where The Lights Are Low

Лирика

1. Introduction

The magician looked into the future and saw nothing but a past, repeating itself.
With caution he turned his eyes to the present and found himself staring into a void.
He disappeared in the dark. Time passed, and one day he returned, with a vision.
Once he talked to the first stranger he met it was clear that in his absence nothing had changed, but him...

2. Voluntary Slavery

There's something wrong with my eyes.
I can see far into the future now.
Why are you feeding us lies?
I've see the way we go, and it's our own fault.
They're dropping bombs in the schoolyard mom
they burned the forest to the ground.
When nowhere's safe, where do we go?
Do you believe in alchemy?
They've turned old ghosts into old.
The masses kneeling before their god.
The piper brings his children to their knees.
You build your future on old beliefs,
tell me where is the logic in that?
Believe in yourself and I'll believe in you.
Mesmerized by threatening skies.
Along the blood red river we must wade.
Call upon the ancient one.
Do you think he'll preach what we've been told (he once said)?
"In the end we're all slaves".

3. Turn To Gravel

She is my sun as I am her moon.
But will she be around to love me as we fade?
She's a cloudless sky and I'm a distant cry.
Hiding in the grass, I'll turn to gravel when I die.
I stare into the void.
It charms me, it calls me.
I'm so sick and tired of the taste of plastic mixed with blood.
I long to be as cold and as traitorous as the moon.
I've stared into the void and it calls me "son".
She speaks to me as if I was a child.
Is my heart that broken?
I wash the fear away.
Wade in the water, heart broken.
Lowly, slowly come and take my "me" away.
Through the night, come light of day.
Why won't you fuckin' tell me what you want?
Wake up!

4. They Whisper

I'm circling your conscience.
Tip tap toeing slowly.
Any day now.
You dream the wildest dreams, the kind that fly by night.
Any day now.
And then when morning comes you can't tell me where you've been.
Any day now you'll let me in.
There's no way of reasoning with a primeval mind and the harder i try,
the harder I will fall and she'll be running when the voices call.
They whisper her name from somewhere, hiding in clouds of conductive air.
Though I'm kicking and screaming, I know she'll leave me here.
To whom it may concern, let in the morning light.
I'm drawn back in to your world where depression is king.
You speak of dying stars, you say they started wars.
Any day now.
I crawl by your feet to heal.
The powers you don't know that you hold are the ones I can steal.
Any day now you'll let me in.
And I shall forever burn.

5. This Matter Of Mine

Echoes of distant voices, not from where but when?
I've been in this place before.
There's no sound as I close the door.
A house that was swallowed in vine.
I walk through surreal paintings of time.
They embrace me and call out my name, blowing rings of smoke my way.
Veil is so heavy, I can't see you.
Bring me back, I'm entering the void.
They say "we're from the troubled land, existing in something that comes after death".
I shake my head and walk through a new door.
Aisles between high bookshelves on a dirt floor.
Are they playing hide and seek?
The old man helps the young boy make the speakers speak.
This room has no ceiling, above me the stars shine bright.
A vast living room without electric light.
In this clouded mist I still feel their presence.
There's a vast mountain blocking the sun (wake up. wake up).
Bring me back.
Speak! I'm entering the void.

6. Seventeen Again

(инструментал)

7. Ludvig & Sverker

Cry, I'll hold you as we fall.
Feels like we've done this once before.
Come now, let's cry ourselves to sleep, a dreamless sleep, sheltered in the deep.
This helplessness, I can feel it too, like there is nothing we can do.
So cry, for a moment it will make it better.
I no longer know myself, I'm just a memory of somebody else.
I can feel my soul detatch, I'm just a memory, even to myself.
They will never know how we long to take them in our arms,
to hold them and to love them as only a mother and father can.
It's tearing me apart, this sorrow is the void and it's eating me from inside.
Do you/I remember what we said?
It's still playing in my head, over and over again.
Sleep tight, my little ones.
I will love you forever.
Sleep in the woods, my little ones.
I will miss you always.

8. He Already Lives In You

Down in this hole, what can we do?
While you're cursin everyone, we all know the truth.
Don't speak of the devil son, he already lives in you.
You're working hard to get her out of your head but every night she's back in your bed,
bleeding out again and again from where you cut her open.
What in the world would cause her to flip.
By his command and by your hand you drove the devil into no mans land,
but your daughters went there with him.
What in the world would cause her to flip.
Keep on saying it, keep on believing it;
Your rant of ancient ghosts that strike fear in the hearts of feeble men.
Darkness or light, one can never prevail.
Sooner or later we all tip the scale.
Separate us from the animal within, we can never win.
So cut 'em down in their youth, fill their heads with "the truth".
Will it set them free, when the value of love is all they need?

9. Note

I try so hard to see what's ahead but there's nothing there.
To be young today, what do we have to look forward to?
Staring into an unknown future that brings nothing but fear and hate
You shouldn't have blindfolded us and killed your urge to create.
But with fuel and fire, mans desire was to kill his own.
So I find myself staring straight into the sun.
Wondering where it all came from, how it all begun.
I can hear it's hungry fire calling us back home.
So I find myself staring straight into the sun.
I will know myself when my head is in the noose.
I will feel myself when there's nothing left to lose.
Can I kill myself with this feeling in my heart?
Did the love we give each other tear us apart?
"Black" said the raven and gazed upon the world getting smaller below.
What made us watch the skies and see a future home?
I think we're fooling ourselves, the definition of nowhere is up here.
Our eyes are open but we're just not there, as our minds drift away.
Now if this sounds like I'm complaining, then surely by all means I am.
Although there's nothing really wrong with me
I'm breathing and I wake up almost every day.
But they kept pushing me around and I wasn't man enough to turn a deaf ear to the fear.
I can take just a little bit more and I keep wearing the mask I once wore.
No one will ever know about the goblins.
While I wore my mask of death you used to look so wonderful.
But I can see the wear and the tear in you.
Nothing seems to change the way I feel.
I was one of those happy fools and now I almost can't stand to be around them.
Nothing seems to change the way I feel.
I have this sense of closure, it's like I've seen all that this place has to offer.
Nothing seems to change the way I feel.
Come night, come day, nothing can take the pain away.
Nothing seems to change the way I feel.
I put my trust in you, I can't wait to meet you,
I can't wait for you to change the way I feel, ?cause I know you will.
So I find myself staring straight into the sun.
I live in the cloud just like you.
We're strings of electricity that taste of iron dust.
Can I still recall your taste?
I used to know, but that's a long long long long time ago.

10. Where The Lights Are Low

I've been so lost.
I've walked through this land, but my feet never touched the ground and I wasn't even high.
There's no need for that since my mind decided to take me on a trip, deeper inside than I would ever want to go.
So don't you try to tell me what I am, 'cause I don't even know.
I'm going somewhere where the lights are low, where the lies don't hurt and where time runs slow.
Don't fuckin try to tell me what/who I am, 'cause you could never know.
I have this story ready and I would like for you to hear it if you got the time.
Have you got the time?
And as I'm about to descend
I'll skip straight to the chorus and tell you right away,
it's all just a filthy lie.

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