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Thunderbolt: "Dung Idols" – 2011

энциклопедия: Thunderbolt

Состав группы:

  • Morten Eriksen – бас, бэк-вокал
  • Per Erik Holt – гитара, бэк-вокал
  • Marius Halleland – гитара, бэк-вокал
  • Tony Johannessen – вокал
  • Stig Moe – ударные, бэк-вокал

Thunderbolt: "Dung Idols" – 2011

Композиции:

  1. Dung Idols
  2. Metal Tide
  3. Special
  4. Land Of The Living
  5. Majestic Travesty
  6. Fight
  7. The Moderators
  8. Heel Run
  9. Black Horde
  10. Crime Of The Sentry

Лирика

1. Dung Idols

Triumphant weekend warrior
Grains of sand in the sea
But do we feel special? Oh yes!
We exist because we believe
Verging on madness, but never afraid
Chasing our fortunes, 'till death
Freedom gives you choices
This i-volution can't be stopped
Hear us calling out your names
From the other side of the fog
Concurring alignments? – you're welcome to stay
For those who don't get it; just steal away

Forever we be chained
Always under pressure
(To) never come of age
Immortal is the stillborn

The scribes cannot be summoned
Saw it all in days of yore
Soon they'll merit no attention
Asphyxiated on ever growing lore
Verging on hubris, every dream gets stale
Chasing off fell beasts, when it's just your tall...

Forever we be chained
Always under pressure
(To) never come of age
Immortal is the stillborn

Sacrifice your soul
To the dung idols of rock and roll
Fields of nameless graves
Scattered through the metal elysium

Sacrifice your soul
To the dung idols of rock and roll
Fields of nameless graves
Scattered through the metal elysium

2. Metal Tide

Hit the lights and fix your hair
You are poised for Stygian nights
Get your loincloth on and brave the woods
Step up and man the gun
"So brave..."
So get 'em while the cream is hot
And give the wicked man his gold
Hope and pride is all we've got
The winding road our home
"It is all..."

We're gonna ride
Ride the metal tide
We're gonna ride
Ride the metal tide

Stay...
For another rotten day
You got nowhere else
To turn your rage
No candles left to burn
"So lame..."
Never mind the afterglow!
Oh, it tastes too bittersweet
Carry on with the charge ahead
Once more into the breach...
"'Till death..."

We're gonna ride
Ride the metal tide
We're gonna ride
Ride the metal tide

3. Special

Delving deep in the currents
A seeker spies opportunity
War is fun when you're winning
So come all, just don't come clean
Way up over town
A couple nest in their vacancy
There's no rest for the saintly
Being good little worker bees...

Take some time
And let it shine upon you
There are as many ways to live
As there are stars across the sky
Nothing you do will stand eternally
Rest easy tired friend
And let it shine upon you
That you're special

Somewhere in oblivion
A lone knight finds a ceaseless stride
On the verge of communion
Wish him well and he will abide
Are you walking alone?
In the shadow of your dreams?
Are you served and satisfied
Living slow to keep it real?

Take some time
And let it shine upon you
There are as many ways to live
As there are stars across the sky
Nothing you do will stand eternally
Rest easy tired friend
And let it shine upon you
That you're special

4. Land Of The Living

We got this far but now we're done
Can't really see what I was thinking of
Dear girl, sometimes a man should not reveal
What's on his mind
So damn good to spend time in hell
You rock me good, and you do it well
But we failed, and it's time to fly, do you have
The balls to ask me why?

I am headed for the land of the living
Oh yes I'm so tired of always giving
I'm headed home
To my friends, where the good love grows

If you feel that you could take some more
Then what the hell are you waiting for?
Thousands of fools, standing in line
To wine (you), dine and sixty nine
I am leaving and I am taking it all
Girls like you deserve to fall
On their ass, once in a while
Knee deep in shit but, hey, you still got style

I am headed for the land of the living
Oh yes I'm so tired of always giving
I'm headed home
To my friends, where the good love grows

I am headed for the land of the living
So through – with the life that we've been leading
I'm heading home
Stumbling through the storm

I am headed for the land of the living
So through – with the life that we've been leading
I'm headed home
To my friends, where the good love grows

I am headed for the land of the living
So through – with the life that we've been leading
I'm heading home
To my friends, where the good love grows

5. Majestic Travesty

This is a majestic travesty
Just to see it burns my eyes
So many hopefuls follow
The winding staircase spirals down

They think that they are the only ones
With a grasp on selling dreams
Of what you are and what you can be
But as the dead rings hollow

They sell us tales of fiction
Songs of war with a child's conviction
They serve up faux aggression
To satisfy your blood addiction

Ten tons of mindless drabble
Amount to nothing how hard they try
It's like a gated community
Along the dirt road of milked dreams
It sometimes feels like I am the only one
In this place who can hope and think
So if your world comes crashing in
Would you survive, go on and live again?

They sell us tales of fiction
Songs of war with a child's conviction
They serve up faux aggression
To satisfy your blood addiction

This is a majestic travesty
Just to see it burns my eyes
So many hopefuls follow
The winding staircase spirals down

They sell us tales of fiction
Songs of war with a child's conviction
They serve up faux aggression
To satisfy your blood addiction

6. Fight

Touch the dial that will send you to hell
You are ready for war
All those years spent drunk in a ditch
Stories of humanity seldom told
Never the first, never the last but always present
You are the antithesis of clean and neat
Some say you are a clown, the idiot of the town
But pushed too far you know you will stand
And...

Fight!
Against all and everything
Fight!
You know when it's right
When the last straw has broken and
You are left for dead with nothing
You fight, you fight for your life

Shut the doors to certain places in your mind
He has come to dance again
All those years of hiding under his wing
Or was it more like a dependency thing
Torrential abuse, humiliation, accusation
Someday, something will give in
Come the day when you won't take it no more
We watch, hope and we pray
That you'll...

Fight!
Against all and everything
Fight!
You know when it's right
When the last straw has broken and
You are left for dead with nothing
You fight, you fight for your life

Truth be told we are the bad seeds of the crop
Yes, we stand proud and we are many
You might not see it, but look again
See the grooves on the surface, my friend
Play it loud and let your mind take flight
High noon's coming and it's time to......fight

Fight!
Against all and everything
Fight!
You know when it's right
When the last straw has broken and
You are left for dead with nothing
You fight, you fight for your life

Fight!
Absence of empathy
Fight!
Yes, stand up and fight
(When you) face your deepest sorrows
All gestures are token so
Fight!
Now it's time to fight

7. The Moderators

Billion years in the making
Protectors of the stars
So many millions have perished
Their way of life survives
Where war tears worlds to pieces
Soon they will arrive
To crush all belligerents
Beware, watch the skies!

Dream no more of evil
Everything will go
Knowing, now that we can see them
Gleaming across the skies

All armies be inferior
In the face of the moderators
Bled dry all your munitions
While watching you cities burn
All trace of violent ways
Subdued in mere days
Repent or die, never lie
Or else they will return

Dream no more of evil
Everything will go
Knowing, now that we can see them
Gleaming across the skies

Face the moderators...

8. Heel Run

Spit on her being, cuss out her parents
Shag all her friends and scream out your larynx
Do all your worst to keep her on leaving
You do it for her, though she'll never see it
This is your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

See, you're set up
To play the part
Of one who rejects
The finer art of love and redemption
And she's the star
That breaks away

Raise your head, child
Time to be the bad man
Let all your spikes out
And don't be sad

"Some thrive on mangled love
How feeble they stumble
No sanctum, nor due reward
Like a moth to the blue light"

Call it a hex, this thing you endure
Enter the abyss, you've unlocked the door
The key was in you, from since you were born
Flower of life dies reshaped into thorns
Commit to your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

So now you know just what it takes
To mend something that breaks
That was not for you to handle
In any case
Not in this life

Raise your head, child
Time to be the bad man
Let all your spikes out
And don't be sad

"Some thrive on mangled love
How feeble they stumble
No sanctum, nor due reward
Like a moth to the blue light"

This is your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain
Commit to your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

9. Black Horde

We are black clad warriors
Silver skull upon our heads
We will show the emperor
That anger can't be quenched
No land to claim our own no more
Just the road we're marching on

We followed our duke and leader
To his death, and with gloom
Fought on with abandon and courage
Our future is of no concern
For us the tome of warfare rests
On a page that can't be turned
A crossroad in Belgium somewhere
They call it Quatre Bras
We'll fight the French aggressor
The mighty Bonaparte!
For us the tome of warfare rests
On a page that can't be turned

The black horde marches through the eye of war
Building rage and scorn, with a righteous fire
So ease down your praise

Aim your gun well
Let the bastards get close
Be wise, old friend
Abandon all hope
Home lies beyond
The curtains of death
Vanquish tomorrow
This may be the end
So long...

The black horde marches through the eye of war
Building rage and scorn, with a righteous fire
So ease down your praise

The black horde marches through the eye of war
Building rage and scorn, with a righteous fire
So ease down your praise
These are darkest of days

10. Crime Of The Sentry

This wind blows cold
From every direction
There is an ancient saying
I know it, how could we forget
But this gold weighs in heavy
And the tide seems so low
We sleep in our future's ashes
Echo the evil dreams of Guantanamo!

Behold the rotting of the west
Hide between the lines on your television set...

Tread lightly my child
The sentries are out tonight
Tread lightly my child
Searching eyes will find us
If we do not go now

Yes, there is a saying
But the tongue
Seems numb
My ears are filled with white noise
My eyes drowned in blood
These neon lights surround me
A blanket deceivingly warm
Or are they really preying eyes
On lambs, without a voice

Confirmation and control
Violently takes the leading role
Silver screen carnage like the days of old
Funny how destruction looks
Better from above

Tread lightly my child
The sentries are out tonight
Tread lightly my child
Searching eyes will find us
If we do not go now

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