Finntroll - Solsagan

Από το καινούριο τους album Nifelvind που κυκλοφόρησε μέσα στο μήνα έρχεται αυτό το ωραίο κομμάτι.







Solsagan

Hon stod vid foten av en häll så mörk
Målad kalkad och kall
Hon drog ett streck
Med en ryckande arm
Over himmelens rand
Ner till hetaste djup

Hon stod på isens blåaste vidd
Målad kalkad och kall
Hon ristade sitt tecken, sin runa
Med en ryckande arm
Runt vattnens flöden en ring
Havsbestar och ånga då steg

Hon lyfte upp över sky och rymd
Målad kalkad och varm
Ur klippens djup en låga då steg
Ur hennes höfte, en storm av eld

Hon lyfte upp över sky och rymd
Målad kalkad och varm
Ur klippors djup en låga då steg
Ur hennes höfte, en storm av eld
Ett ljus hon blev av lågans makt
Ensam på rymdens tron
I all sin prakt

Hon ristade sitt tecken, sin runa
Med en ryckande arm
Runt vattnens flöden en ring
Havsbestar och ånga då steg

The Saga of the Sun:

She stood with feet in hall so dark
Painted, chalked and cold
She drew a line
with advancing arms
Over the border of the sky
Down to the hottest depth

She stood in ice's bluest wideness
Painted, chalked and cold
She carved her signs, her rune
with advancing arms
Around the waters flows a ring
Then the seabeasts and steam step

She lifted up over the sky and ground
Painted, chalked and warm
Then from rocks' depths stepped a flame
A flamestorm from her hip

She lifted up over the sky and ground
Painted, chalked and warm
Then from rocks' depths stepped a flame
A flamestorm from her hip
She became a shine of flames might
Alone in the throne of space
In all its glory

She carved her signs, her rune
with advancing arms
Around the waters flows a ring
Then the seabeasts and steam step

Epica - Consign to oblivion

Ακόμα ένα πολύ ωραίο κομμάτι με εκπληκτικούς στίχους.








Consign To Oblivion ("A New Age Dawns" Part III)

How can we let this happen and
Just keep our eyes closed 'till the end

The only thing that counts is the prosperity of today
Most important to us is that our bills get paid

Our good intentions have always been delayed

How can we let this happen and
Just keep our eyes closed 'till the end
When we will stand in front of heaven's gate
It will be too late!

Try to unlearn all that you've learnt
Try to listen to your heart
No, we can't understand the universe
By just using our minds
We are so afraid of all the things unknown

A must we appease is the lust to get laid
Nothing really matters, just devouring our prey

Our good intentions have always been delayed so
Our generous acts have always come too late

How can we let this happen and
Just keep our eyes closed 'till the end
When we will stand in front of heaven's gate
It will be too late!

Try to unlearn all that you've learnt
Try to listen to your heart
No, we can't understand the universe
By just using our minds
We are so afraid of all the things unknown
We just flee into a dream that never comes true

Low to the ground we feel safe
Low to the ground we feel brave

Oblivisci tempta quod didicisti

Open your eyes, we're not in paradise
How can't you see this stress is killing me?
Fulfil your dreams; life is not what is seems to be
We have captured time
So time made us all hostages without mercy

Seemingly generous fooling ourselves
Selfishly venomous time tells

Too much thinking goes at the cost of all our intuition
Our thoughts create reality
But we neglect to be!
So we're already slaves of our artificial world
We shouldn't try to control life
But listen to the laws of nature

Open your eyes, we're not in paradise
How can't you see this stress is killing me?
Fulfil your dreams; life is not what is seems to be
We have captured time
So time made us all hostages without mercy

Low to the ground we feel safe
Low to the ground we feel brave

We all think we're generous
But we only fool ourselves
The only thing that matters is
Our way and our vision

Selfishly we're venomous
But you know the time tells us
There is more to life than our
Higher positions, race for perfection
Better, faster
We must return to the laws of the nature
Free ourselves from madness.

Epica - Tides of time

Ένα εκπληκτικό κομμάτι από τον καινούριο τους δίσκο Design your Universe. Με την ευκαιρία, έρχονται 28/5 Θεσσαλονίκη και 29/5 Αθήνα.






Tides of Time

You were always there to hold my hand
When times were hard to understand
But now the tides of time have turned
They keep changing

Seasons range, but you remained the same
A steady head, a sun to rain
You'll be the light that's shining bright
High above me

Autumn gold losing hold
We are leaves meant to fall
There is meaning to all that fades

Freezing winds were stayed by warming words
To touch your healing to the hurt
I'll treasure every lesson learned to the embers

Fire fails, blushes pale
We will, answer the call
There's a meaning to all our

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

Frail is our beauty in the end
But all we count is sentiment

A memory stays to guise the way
and whisper

Don't lose sight, don't deny
We are leaves meant to fall,
there's a meaning to all our

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through what we knew
would come all a long

Sometimes I feel I don't have the words
Sometimes I feel I'm not being heard
And then I fear I'm feeling nothing more

Sometimes I feel I don't want this change
I think we all have to rearrange
And now I feel there's no one losing more

Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through
as you hear me
as you do,
as you need me

Making true

What we knew would come all along

Pain of Salvation - Cribcaged

Επειδή τελευταία έχω αρχίσει να εκνευρίζομαι αρκετά συχνά, και πολύ περισσότερο με κάποιους που προσπαθούν να περάσουν μια καλή εικόνα ενώ ουσιαστικά δεν έχουν καμία σχέση μ'αυτό, πάρτε ένα κομμάτι που άνετα θα μπορούσε να είχε γραφτεί για την κατάσταση στην Ελλάδα. (ΝΑΙ, κι αυτό είναι Pain of Salvation!)










Cribcaged

The only cribs that we should care for
Are the ones that we are here for
The ones belonging to our children
That do that we do, scar from our wounds

The only cribs that make a difference
Where the magic really happens
Don't come with a Mercedes Benz
Or a wide screen showing nothing
Showing nothing...

I'm sick of home control devices
Sick of sickening home designers
Sick of drugs and gold and strip poles
Sick of homies, sick of poses

Despite the nodding staff that serves you
Despite your name on clothes and perfume
Despite the way the press observes you
You're just people... you're just people...

Successful people
Dressed up people
Smiling people
Famous people
Red carpet people
Wealthy people
Important people -
But still just people

So fuck the million dollar kitchen
Fuck the Al Pacino posters
Fuck the drugs, the gold, the strip poles
Fuck the homies, fuck the poses
Fuck the walls they build around them
Fuck the bedroom magic nonsense
I don't want to hear their voices
As long as they vote with their wallets

Fuck the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the framed cigar DeNiro smoked
Fuck their lack of originality and personality
Fuck this travesty
Fuck this new norm
Fuck conformity
Fuck their Kristal
Fuck their sordity
Fuck the way they fuck equality
Fuck their freebie gear
Fuck the ones they wear

(you're just people - you're just people...)

Successful people
Dressed up people
Smiling people
Famous people
Red carpet people
Wealthy people
Important people -
But still just people

Messed up people
Shallow people
Stupid people
Plastic people
Meta people
Theta people
Therapyople
Entropyople

Oh, fuck the ones they wear

I'm cribcaged
Cribcaged

The only cribs that we should care for
Are the ones that we are here for
The ones belonging to our children
That do what we do, scar from our wounds