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Dante: "November Red" – 2013

энциклопедия: Dante

Состав группы:

  • Christian Eichlinger – ударные, вокал
  • Markus Berger – гитара, бас
  • Alexander Göhs – вокал
  • Markus Maichel – фортепиано, вокал
  • Markus A. Bader – гитара

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Ingrid Fink – вокал

Dante: "November Red" – 2013

Композиции:

  1. Birds Of Passage (Caught In A Dream)
  2. The Lone And Level Sands
  3. Beautifully Broken
  4. The Day That Bled
  5. Shores Of Time
  6. Allan
  7. November Red (In Praise Of Dreams)

Лирика

1. Birds Of Passage (Caught In A Dream)

Now the trains are getting late again
Won't sleep tonight
All the people in the streets again
They walk through my eyes

In the veins the cancer grows again
But fails to kill
Will you call me a disease again
My thoughts all in vain

Caught in a dream now,
We could have been
Birds of passage in the dark they shine brighter
In never-ending winter nights
And while they were sleeping and not seeing a birds eye
Leads the way
To a better day than this and again
We drowned in their grief

If they ever had a word to say
They would stay calm
Revolutions of the angry ones
They won't do no harm.

2. The Lone And Level Sands

Now the light of the morning rose
Our shadows in the desert prevail
Telling tales in their silent grace
Of a reign that once stood
Stood so tall

We were bathing in the waterfalls
Now you look down to the sand in your hands
We were lovers in an endless dance
You realize no ones coming home

All we created once it all turned to dust
All what we knew is gone
Has tumbled down and aged
In the end we will finally stand
In the lone and level sands
We remain where all horizons end

Here we stand and we're already gone
Now you have the time to read the lines
Now you're trapped in a circle of time
Realize there is no
No way out of here

At the time you were counting the cost
We were laughing at the things we lost
In the shape of a distant past
You realize there is no one left

Turn your back to the glorious days
Journey?s end
You know that my friend
Tell the world of passions well read
Hands that mocked and hearts that fed.

3. Beautifully Broken

Standing aside the water she
Waits for the coming of the shadows
The fall of the night
And she is cold inside
The black frost's made her blind
Drifting in the winter's cold
Still beautifully broken
A dreamy tear
Slipping from her face
A pale rose withering
Wearing off
Living a dream
In a fragile scheme
Over the distance
Beautifully broken
Under the bright shining ice
A shade of a life
Under a warm crescent moon
Will there be your face
Will there be silence
Silence beautifully broken
Reaching with her empty hands
Still standing on the sideline
She's lost her breath
And she has closed her eyes
Sadness deep inside
Falling from a distant past
An ancient angel of the odd
Is coming down
And from her wounded soul
The red snow's melting down
Bleeding off.

4. The Day That Bled

Woke up to a beautiful day
Frightened by the things they say
It's you
Woke up to a beautiful day
Frightened that you've gone away
It's true
And the phone starts ringing
Got up out of my bed
Frightened by things in my head
It's you
Got up out of my bed
Frightened by what I have said
It's true
Right through my head
Cuts my clock to wake me
Driving me mad
Another day awaits me
Calling me
Don't make me cry
For the pain will break me
Don't make me lie
For the shame will wake me
Every day
End every single day
It will haunt my dreams
And every word I say
Goes unheard it seems
It's fading to the past like the silence around
Leaves me waiting
Every day
Woke up a day that bled
Afraid of notes I never read
It's you
Woke up a day that bled
Afraid of notes I never said
It's true
And the phone starts ringing
Drop down here on the ground
Now aware of what I've found
It's you
Drop down here on the ground
Now aware no one's around
It's true
Woke today
To a day that bled away
Woke today
To a day that died away
Woke up to a beautiful day
Frightened by the things they say
It's you
Woke up to a beautiful day
Frightened that you've gone away
It's true
And the phone starts ringing
Lay down hands to my head silenced by the day that bled
It's you
Lay down hands to my head
Silenced by the words unsaid
It's true.

5. Shores Of Time

Covered in his memory
Her yellowed portrait
He sees her sleep in the melting sun
Her face so wanly
Her smile mischievous
A lucent ghost sitting by his side
Twisted in between sights
His mind is tangled
Obscure signs of a dying mind
Afraid of hoping
Afraid of leaving
Blurry times
Fading out of sight
Now he's standing on the shores of time
A pilgrim gone astray
From the ashes of uncertainty
He turns his eyes away
Crushing down are years he
Feels the passing
Susurrate from the endless depth
He stills his soul as
His heart is anxious
Effigies in and out of time
Away he turns
And goes away
Away from the scene
The pictures
Turning dark
His weakning
Spirit fades
Old man's dying
Shedding tears alone
He know neither
Repentance nor regret
He's gone
The shadows stand beside your face
And I see the night
Withers something beautiful
Her smile's a saving grace.

6. Allan

A quarter to four
The train is leaving
The hall inside falls silent again
And the man's left behind
Alone again
Another day that she's just walked by
Oh how he hopes that maybe one day
She won't buy the paper
But ask for his name
And he's lost in her voice, lost in his vision
She's echoing inside of the man in his dream
Without bleeding he can't see
Without bleeding he can't know
And in his mind
And in his perception
Fragile smile in her face
Is coming down
Will lead him away
A constant commotion
A daydream away
Inside his dreams
Her gentle smile
Of kindness
Warmth
And deep sympathy
Poor Allan so hurt
So lonely that he
Suspect he could never
Love anymore.

7. November Red (In Praise Of Dreams)

As the light denies her plight
Forlorn in fields of fallen trees she stands
Shivering in her nightgown
No one knows
She's crying in the night
Pendant of her lover
Worn in need of cover
In fearful grasp her hands do fold
As darkness turns into cold
As sadness took her soul
She did not believe
That all the love
That she once felt
Was tearing a piece from her heart
After all the hope she's had
After all that she dreamed was in vain
She's to bury her heart
Before it tears her apart
And wait for the beauteous morn of the day
As she tried to calm her fright
The haze around gave shelter to the girl
Hiding her forever
In praise of dreams
She's falling in the night
Tender touch of petals
As her need unsettles
The shallows of her darker face
And the shadows they embrace
As her fears are cleansed in tears
The bitterness inside gives way at last
Wallowing in silence
Years of love
Just fleeting memories
Woeful words of wonder
As her mind does ponder
In quiescence her eyes do close
As she lays
Down to the ground.

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