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…auch heute gab es wieder scharfes frisch serviert im rockpalast vom nürburgring -“Apocalyptica” sie haben wieder mal eindrucksvoll gezeigt wie sie „ihre instrumente lieben“...
– hammershow...
...und zuvor gab es einen schwer durch soundprobleme angepissten Ville Vallo(bei einem song wo der bass nicht zu hören war, hat er einfach gesagt „stop that shit“ und abgebrochen) mit seiner band Him...
sein düster-melancholisch-morbider sound passt natürlich auch gut zu der depri-song-serie...
http://www.kulichki.com:8105/cddisk/him/joindeth.ram
---------------------------------HIM---------------------------------
------JOIN ME IN DEATH-------
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
We are so young
Our lives have just begun
But already we’re considering
Escape from this world
And we’ve waited for so long
For this moment to come
Was so anxious to be together
Together in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
This world is a cruel place
And we’re here only to lose
So before live tears us apart let
Death bless me with you
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
– hammershow...
...und zuvor gab es einen schwer durch soundprobleme angepissten Ville Vallo(bei einem song wo der bass nicht zu hören war, hat er einfach gesagt „stop that shit“ und abgebrochen) mit seiner band Him...
sein düster-melancholisch-morbider sound passt natürlich auch gut zu der depri-song-serie...
http://www.kulichki.com:8105/cddisk/him/joindeth.ram
---------------------------------HIM---------------------------------
------JOIN ME IN DEATH-------
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
We are so young
Our lives have just begun
But already we’re considering
Escape from this world
And we’ve waited for so long
For this moment to come
Was so anxious to be together
Together in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
This world is a cruel place
And we’re here only to lose
So before live tears us apart let
Death bless me with you
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
This live ain’t worth living
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die
Baby join me in death
Won’t you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
@heizi: ...klar – durch den Sherwood Forest habe ich mich immer gern geschlängelt...
...ebenso wie durch die andere geniale britische serie – sozusagen das ganze aus matriarchalischer sicht... „Maid Marian and her Merry Men – die Wahrheit über Robin Hood“ mit ihr als heldin und Robin als unbeholfener depp... - mit den herrlichen gesungen kommentaren im reggaesound vom „ersten rastaman“ Barrington, alias Danny John-Jules (der „The Story so far“ song war echt klasse)...
...das internet ist echt so geil – hab gerade doch tatsächlich ne mp3 von den songs gefunden... :
The Story So Far...:
http://www.groovetown.co.uk/downloads/the_story_so_far.mp3
...und „Mud“... :
http://www.groovetown.co.uk/downloads/mud.mp3
--------------------------BARRINGTON--------------------------
------------------------------THE STORY SO FAR------------------------------
Barrington:
Deep in the heart of Nottingham castle, a sound, strange sound
King John (spoken):
Let us out!
Barrington:
Though the guards are asleep, the prisoners keep up the sound, strange sound
King John (spoken):
Come quick!
Barrington:
They wake from their beds, shake the sleep from their heads
Like bats from hell, they run to the cell
For the noises they hear, are the voices they fear
And they`re running and running
`cause the laughter is coming from King John and the Sheriff of Nottingham
Sheriff (spoken):
It`s not funny! It`s not funny at all!
Barrington:
Who did this deed? Who could it be?
Who ever would dare to string up this pair?
King John (spoken):
Let us down you breathless moron!
Barrington:
Who strung them up? Who left them to rot
Like a pair of dead ducks in this horrible spot?
Marian (spoken):
I think he means me
Barrington:
Who could it be?
Marian (spoken):
Yes, it`s definitely me!
Barrington:
Who could it be?
Marian (spoken):
And my Merry Men of course...
...ebenso wie durch die andere geniale britische serie – sozusagen das ganze aus matriarchalischer sicht... „Maid Marian and her Merry Men – die Wahrheit über Robin Hood“ mit ihr als heldin und Robin als unbeholfener depp... - mit den herrlichen gesungen kommentaren im reggaesound vom „ersten rastaman“ Barrington, alias Danny John-Jules (der „The Story so far“ song war echt klasse)......das internet ist echt so geil – hab gerade doch tatsächlich ne mp3 von den songs gefunden...
:The Story So Far...:
http://www.groovetown.co.uk/downloads/the_story_so_far.mp3
...und „Mud“...
:http://www.groovetown.co.uk/downloads/mud.mp3
--------------------------BARRINGTON--------------------------
------------------------------THE STORY SO FAR------------------------------
Barrington:
Deep in the heart of Nottingham castle, a sound, strange sound
King John (spoken):
Let us out!
Barrington:
Though the guards are asleep, the prisoners keep up the sound, strange sound
King John (spoken):
Come quick!
Barrington:
They wake from their beds, shake the sleep from their heads
Like bats from hell, they run to the cell
For the noises they hear, are the voices they fear
And they`re running and running
`cause the laughter is coming from King John and the Sheriff of Nottingham
Sheriff (spoken):
It`s not funny! It`s not funny at all!
Barrington:
Who did this deed? Who could it be?
Who ever would dare to string up this pair?
King John (spoken):
Let us down you breathless moron!
Barrington:
Who strung them up? Who left them to rot
Like a pair of dead ducks in this horrible spot?
Marian (spoken):
I think he means me
Barrington:
Who could it be?
Marian (spoken):
Yes, it`s definitely me!
Barrington:
Who could it be?
Marian (spoken):
And my Merry Men of course...
Dann schlängel ich mich eben zurück auf die Inseln.
kennt jemand eigentlich noch die BBC Serie Robin of Sherwood aus den 80ern mit dem schicken Michael Pread dem damaligen Schwarm aller frauen?
Ich hab mir unlängst ein paar folgen gesaugt.
mit der immergrünen Musik von Clannad war das eine einzigartige Mixtur.
Slowly, I look around.
An angry sight for every sound.
We stood with troubles all around.
She`s trampled on the ground.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside.
I realize, far too late
As her life dissipates,
No truth, no reasons why,
Just the fear, and the hatred.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside.
This life is such a lie
Now I don`t even try
Never (I can`t think why)
I never saw eye to eye.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside
kennt jemand eigentlich noch die BBC Serie Robin of Sherwood aus den 80ern mit dem schicken Michael Pread dem damaligen Schwarm aller frauen?
Ich hab mir unlängst ein paar folgen gesaugt.
mit der immergrünen Musik von Clannad war das eine einzigartige Mixtur.
Slowly, I look around.
An angry sight for every sound.
We stood with troubles all around.
She`s trampled on the ground.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside.
I realize, far too late
As her life dissipates,
No truth, no reasons why,
Just the fear, and the hatred.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside.
This life is such a lie
Now I don`t even try
Never (I can`t think why)
I never saw eye to eye.
Feel the sadness inside.
I`m scarlet inside
Und ich schlängle hinterher, zurück zu den Sixties ...
Herd - Paradise Lost
In the deepest dungeons of my mind
I dredge the shadows, try to find
A mem`ry dimly lit, a jigsaw piece to fit
Scene of my innocence departed - aah
Once I could love without desire
Her glance could warm me without fire
Where is the boy I was, who wanted her because
She took my loneliness and healed me
Experience has dulled my eyes
With repetition wonder dies
In craving to be free, I lost a part of me
She was my promise and my dream - aah.
Herd - Paradise Lost
In the deepest dungeons of my mind
I dredge the shadows, try to find
A mem`ry dimly lit, a jigsaw piece to fit
Scene of my innocence departed - aah
Once I could love without desire
Her glance could warm me without fire
Where is the boy I was, who wanted her because
She took my loneliness and healed me
Experience has dulled my eyes
With repetition wonder dies
In craving to be free, I lost a part of me
She was my promise and my dream - aah.
Ich schlängle mich mal zurück...
zu der Zeit, als das Paradies noch
nicht verloren war...
]
Don´t Belong
Paradise Lost
People say I´m in the way
People say never betray
Oh when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
You´ll turn to me when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong (belong)
Every day humiliate
Every way solemn in trait
Oh when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
You´ll turn the key when I´ve gone
Don´t belong...
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I would belong (belong)
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I would belong (belong)
zu der Zeit, als das Paradies noch
nicht verloren war...
]Don´t Belong
Paradise Lost
People say I´m in the way
People say never betray
Oh when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
You´ll turn to me when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong (belong)
Every day humiliate
Every way solemn in trait
Oh when I´ve gone, when I´ve gone
You´ll turn the key when I´ve gone
Don´t belong...
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I would belong (belong)
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I don´t belong
Need a little understanding for all I´ve done
In another situation I would belong (belong)
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Was soll denn das für ein Tommy/Pammy verschnitt sein?
naja, wem´s gefällt...
ich war gestern auf nem Irishen Sommer Abend. Er war nicht dabei, aber es wurden einige Songs gespielt, die man von ihm kennt.
Von der "marble island"
Christy Moore
Missing You
In nineteen hundred and eighty six
There`s not much for a chippie but swinging a pick
And you can`t live on love, on love alone
So you sail cross the ocean, away cross the foam
To where you`re a Paddy, a Biddy or a Mick
Good for nothing but stacking a brick
Your best mate`s a spade and he carries a hod
Two work horses heavily shod
Oh I`m missing you
I`d give all for the price of a flight
Oh I`m missing you
under Piccadilly`s neon
Who did you murder, are you a spy?
I`m just fond of a drink helps me laugh, helps me cry
So I just drink red biddy for a permanent high
I laugh a lot less and I`ll cry till I die
All ye young people now take my advice
Before crossing the ocean you`d better think twice
Cause you can`t live without love, without love alone
The proof is round London in the nobody zone
Where the summer is fine, but the winter`s a fridge
Wrapped up in old cardboard under Charing Cross Bridge
And I`ll never go home now because of the shame
Of misfit`s reflection in a shop window pane.
naja, wem´s gefällt...
ich war gestern auf nem Irishen Sommer Abend. Er war nicht dabei, aber es wurden einige Songs gespielt, die man von ihm kennt.
Von der "marble island"
Christy Moore
Missing You
In nineteen hundred and eighty six
There`s not much for a chippie but swinging a pick
And you can`t live on love, on love alone
So you sail cross the ocean, away cross the foam
To where you`re a Paddy, a Biddy or a Mick
Good for nothing but stacking a brick
Your best mate`s a spade and he carries a hod
Two work horses heavily shod
Oh I`m missing you
I`d give all for the price of a flight
Oh I`m missing you
under Piccadilly`s neon
Who did you murder, are you a spy?
I`m just fond of a drink helps me laugh, helps me cry
So I just drink red biddy for a permanent high
I laugh a lot less and I`ll cry till I die
All ye young people now take my advice
Before crossing the ocean you`d better think twice
Cause you can`t live without love, without love alone
The proof is round London in the nobody zone
Where the summer is fine, but the winter`s a fridge
Wrapped up in old cardboard under Charing Cross Bridge
And I`ll never go home now because of the shame
Of misfit`s reflection in a shop window pane.
…Peter Steele hat es immerhin als erster heavy metal musiker bis auf die titelseite des “Playgirl” magazins gebracht – allerdings soll der legende nach dies die schlechtverkaufteste ausgabe gewesen sein…
...das meisterstück von Type ‚O’ – ein song über eine freundin von Pete, die so selbstverliebt war, dass sie sogar während des liebesaktes immer in einen spiegel geschaut hat – der titel „Black No.1“ bezieht sich auf ihr parfüm... – dich zu lieben war wie den tod zu lieben...
http://media.roadrunnerworld.com:8080/ramgen/TypeONegative/b…
---------------------------TYPE ‘O’ NEGATIVE---------------------------
-------------------BLACK NUMBER ONE-------------------
She`s in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil`s mark
It`s All Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat?
I bet she will
She`s got a date at midnight with Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lily Munster ain`t got nothing on you
Well, when I called her evil
She just laughed and cast that spell on me
Boo bitch craft
CHORUS
Yeah, you wanna go out `cause it`s raining and blowing
You can`t go out `cause your roots are showing
Dye `em black black black
Black No. 1
Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For which she`s dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween
CHORUS
Yeah, you wanna go out `cause it`s raining and blowing
You can`t go out `cause your roots are showing
Dye `em black black black
Black No. 1
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
black black black
Black No. 1
black black black
Black No. 1
...und so klingt es, wenn Pete den helden der jugendzeit huldigt - den fab four mit dem "Day Tripper Medley"...:
http://www.roadrunnerrecords.de/shared/downloads/TypeONegati…
...das meisterstück von Type ‚O’ – ein song über eine freundin von Pete, die so selbstverliebt war, dass sie sogar während des liebesaktes immer in einen spiegel geschaut hat – der titel „Black No.1“ bezieht sich auf ihr parfüm... – dich zu lieben war wie den tod zu lieben...
http://media.roadrunnerworld.com:8080/ramgen/TypeONegative/b…
---------------------------TYPE ‘O’ NEGATIVE---------------------------
-------------------BLACK NUMBER ONE-------------------
She`s in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil`s mark
It`s All Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat?
I bet she will
She`s got a date at midnight with Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lily Munster ain`t got nothing on you
Well, when I called her evil
She just laughed and cast that spell on me
Boo bitch craft
CHORUS
Yeah, you wanna go out `cause it`s raining and blowing
You can`t go out `cause your roots are showing
Dye `em black black black
Black No. 1
Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For which she`s dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween
CHORUS
Yeah, you wanna go out `cause it`s raining and blowing
You can`t go out `cause your roots are showing
Dye `em black black black
Black No. 1
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
black black black
Black No. 1
black black black
Black No. 1
...und so klingt es, wenn Pete den helden der jugendzeit huldigt - den fab four mit dem "Day Tripper Medley"...:
http://www.roadrunnerrecords.de/shared/downloads/TypeONegati…
…auch jenseits des großen teiches gibt es nicht nur fröhlich trällernde “California girls” – im herzen von New York schmieden Peter Steele und seine mannen von Type ‘O’ Negative düstersten edelstahl vom feinsten…
http://www.roadrunnerrecords.co.uk/shared/downloads/TypeONeg…
----------------TYPE ‚O’ NEGATIVE----------------
---------EVERYONE I LOVE IS DEAD---------
Seems three years
Though maybe four
Someone drops dead
Whom I adore
You love someone
There will be grief
The kiss of death
Lips of a thief
Goddamnit
A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried But mostly laughed
Commit the past Into blue flame
Acrid smoke Cowardly shame
Goddamnit
At times I`m truly terrified
Cause dope and booze don`t help to hide
They`re used to mask a weakling`s hurt
It`s just like painting over dirt
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
(All dead)
Life`s a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Goddamnit
Goddamnit
All dead
…nun ja – kein wunder, dass alle tot sind, die er liebt, wenn er folgenden song immer wörtlich nimmt...
http://negnet.casketcrew.com/sounds/lytd.ram
----------------------TYPE ‘O’ NEGATIVE----------------------
--------------------LOVE YOU TO DEATH--------------------
In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they`re saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you`re saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I`m saying, begging
I say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
Let me love you too
Let me love you to death
Hey am I good enough
For you?
Hey am I good enough
For you?
Am I?
Am I?
Am I good enough
For you?
http://www.roadrunnerrecords.co.uk/shared/downloads/TypeONeg…
----------------TYPE ‚O’ NEGATIVE----------------
---------EVERYONE I LOVE IS DEAD---------
Seems three years
Though maybe four
Someone drops dead
Whom I adore
You love someone
There will be grief
The kiss of death
Lips of a thief
Goddamnit
A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried But mostly laughed
Commit the past Into blue flame
Acrid smoke Cowardly shame
Goddamnit
At times I`m truly terrified
Cause dope and booze don`t help to hide
They`re used to mask a weakling`s hurt
It`s just like painting over dirt
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
(All dead)
Life`s a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Goddamnit
Goddamnit
All dead
…nun ja – kein wunder, dass alle tot sind, die er liebt, wenn er folgenden song immer wörtlich nimmt...
http://negnet.casketcrew.com/sounds/lytd.ram
----------------------TYPE ‘O’ NEGATIVE----------------------
--------------------LOVE YOU TO DEATH--------------------
In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they`re saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you`re saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I`m saying, begging
I say the beast inside of me`s gonna get ya, get ya, get...
Let me love you too
Let me love you to death
Hey am I good enough
For you?
Hey am I good enough
For you?
Am I?
Am I?
Am I good enough
For you?
…auch immer wieder gern gehört in melancholischen momenten... – „The Chameleons“
...nachdem ich nochmal vor gut zwei jahren noch mal das unvermutete glück hatte die band live zu erleben, hat sie sich derzeit leider zum zweiten mal aufgelöst... – hier mein lieblingslied:
http://www.darkwave.org.uk/~bex/mp3s/The%20Chameleons%20-%20…
...als die Chameleons den song aufnahmen, war sänger Mark Burgess unzufrieden mit seiner stimme – und hörte für ein paar tage mit dem rauchen auf – so kam es, dass er von tag zu tag keinen Glimmstängel mehr ansteckte und das für über ein jahr – aber die sucht war denn schließlich doch stärker...
---------------------------------------THE CHAMELEONS---------------------------------------
-----------------SWAMP THING-----------------
I can already hear your tune
Calling me across the room
When the world and his wife
Are on my back again
Not enough pleasure
Too much pain
When the world is too much with me
Please leave, just go away
Before I lose my mind completely
Please leave, just go now
In the sidestreet something`s moving
Look around, look around
All around you
Walls are tumbling down
Stop staring at the ground
I can practically see your face
And another revolutionary falls from grace
Hear the thunder in your brain
Not enough sunshine
Too much rain
When the light of life has gone
No change for the meter
Then the king of spivs will come
Selling blood by the litre
When nothing`s sacred anymore
When the demon`s knocking on your door
You`ll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long?
The storm comes
Or is it just another shower?
Picking up the pieces
Half alive in a nine `til five
Vacant eyes
Is it any wonder?
Primal scream at the TV screen
Close your eyes
Now the world is too much with me
Please leave, just go away
Before I lose my mind completely
Just leave, please go now
Now nothing`s sacred anymore
When the demon`s breaking down your door
You`ll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long?
Now the storm has come
Or is it just another shower?
...nachdem ich nochmal vor gut zwei jahren noch mal das unvermutete glück hatte die band live zu erleben, hat sie sich derzeit leider zum zweiten mal aufgelöst... – hier mein lieblingslied:
http://www.darkwave.org.uk/~bex/mp3s/The%20Chameleons%20-%20…
...als die Chameleons den song aufnahmen, war sänger Mark Burgess unzufrieden mit seiner stimme – und hörte für ein paar tage mit dem rauchen auf – so kam es, dass er von tag zu tag keinen Glimmstängel mehr ansteckte und das für über ein jahr – aber die sucht war denn schließlich doch stärker...
---------------------------------------THE CHAMELEONS---------------------------------------
-----------------SWAMP THING-----------------
I can already hear your tune
Calling me across the room
When the world and his wife
Are on my back again
Not enough pleasure
Too much pain
When the world is too much with me
Please leave, just go away
Before I lose my mind completely
Please leave, just go now
In the sidestreet something`s moving
Look around, look around
All around you
Walls are tumbling down
Stop staring at the ground
I can practically see your face
And another revolutionary falls from grace
Hear the thunder in your brain
Not enough sunshine
Too much rain
When the light of life has gone
No change for the meter
Then the king of spivs will come
Selling blood by the litre
When nothing`s sacred anymore
When the demon`s knocking on your door
You`ll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long?
The storm comes
Or is it just another shower?
Picking up the pieces
Half alive in a nine `til five
Vacant eyes
Is it any wonder?
Primal scream at the TV screen
Close your eyes
Now the world is too much with me
Please leave, just go away
Before I lose my mind completely
Just leave, please go now
Now nothing`s sacred anymore
When the demon`s breaking down your door
You`ll still be staring down at the floor
Not too many hours from this hour
So long?
Now the storm has come
Or is it just another shower?
…das passt mal wieder gut – gerade heute wollte ich das neue album der könige und begründer des melancholischen gothic metal „Paradise Lost“ vorstellen... – undenkbar, dass die jungs jemals einen song ohne todtrauriges feeling aufnehmen könnten...
mit diesem album haben sie das kunststück fertiggebracht die härte der frühen werke mit den eingängingen Depeche Mode elektropop klängen der späten phase zu einer stimmigen einheit zu verquicken...
http://www.paradiselost.co.uk/audio/grey.mp3
--------------------------------PARADISE LOST---------------------------------
------------------------------GREY------------------------------
In this autumn rain
We`re blessed with autumn skies (autumn skies)
I`m doing it for myself
Not somebody else
I`m doing it for myself
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
In this awesome rage
Rejecting compromise (compromise)
Undoing it for myself
Not somebody else
Undoing for myself
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
Like the dead fade away
Life a debt... fade away
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
…und als zugabe etwas älteres der band – wenn sie sich auf dem neuen album mit den grautönen beschäftigen, haben sie seinerzeit schon mal hinter das grau geschaut...
- hier gibt es den song komplett in cd-quali...:
http://www.darkwave.org.uk/~bex/mp3s/behind%20the%20grey_par…
------------------------BEHIND THE GREY------------------------
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
I`ve seen it many times
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
You`ve felt an omen, oh another
I`ve heard this many times when I speak silence
So assured that you could find
I seek it more
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day, and that night you came
You came and saw the earth...
mit diesem album haben sie das kunststück fertiggebracht die härte der frühen werke mit den eingängingen Depeche Mode elektropop klängen der späten phase zu einer stimmigen einheit zu verquicken...
http://www.paradiselost.co.uk/audio/grey.mp3
--------------------------------PARADISE LOST---------------------------------
------------------------------GREY------------------------------
In this autumn rain
We`re blessed with autumn skies (autumn skies)
I`m doing it for myself
Not somebody else
I`m doing it for myself
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
In this awesome rage
Rejecting compromise (compromise)
Undoing it for myself
Not somebody else
Undoing for myself
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
Like the dead fade away
Life a debt... fade away
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
Crying out your name
Something wrong but beautiful, so beautiful
Calling out in shame
Silence engrained
…und als zugabe etwas älteres der band – wenn sie sich auf dem neuen album mit den grautönen beschäftigen, haben sie seinerzeit schon mal hinter das grau geschaut...
- hier gibt es den song komplett in cd-quali...:
http://www.darkwave.org.uk/~bex/mp3s/behind%20the%20grey_par…
------------------------BEHIND THE GREY------------------------
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
I`ve seen it many times
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
You`ve felt an omen, oh another
I`ve heard this many times when I speak silence
So assured that you could find
I seek it more
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
I can`t see much truth in what`s being spoken
I can`t see much hope in what lays broken
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day when your feet could walk on different soil
Pray for that day when you`ll leave behind the grey
Pray for that day, and that night you came
You came and saw the earth...
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