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 В ходе развития дэт-металла за последнее десятилетие как-то само собой подобралось некое лекало для звучания альбомов у артистов этого стиля. Саунд обычно бывает мощным и плотным (в той мере, насколько этого требует подстиль) и в то же время весьма чётким и раздельным, в результате чего получается сухим, зачастую вплоть до выхолощенности и ненатуральности. Зря! Дэт должен быть мрачным, и один из краеугольных камней этого качества - именно звучание.
И как бы ни относиться к другим атрибутам данного альбома, звучание на "Disturbance" - просто-таки апогей мрачности, причём не вялой и тихой, характерной для какого-нибудь атмоблэка, а самой что ни на есть алчной тьмы, распространяющейся во все стороны и снедающей всё вокруг: слушаешь и прямо-таки ощущаешь излучаемые песнями волны разрушительной энергии. С таким саундом даже не особо оригинальные музыкальные ходы приобретают колорит и расцветают красками. Вернее, оттенками одной - чёрной. Тексты этих брутальщиков тому под стать. Лучом света можно условно назвать лишь гитарные соло.
В целом, инструментально эти апеннинцы тяготеют к высокоскоростным тремоло-зарубам, сопровождаемым сокрушающим бласт-битом (вокалист, кстати, пытается угнаться за этим безобразием, что резко отрицательно сказывается на внятности его злобного рыка). Вся эта не особо разнообразная (хотя о чём это я, для брутал-дэта - вполне даже), но несомненно убийственная катавасия разбавляется медленными слэмовыми отрезками или паузами, во время которых немалую роль играет басист, до указанных моментов находившийся на второстепенных в этой мясорубке ролях, "малины", однако, нисколько не портящий.
Подытоживая, могу сказать, что перед нами - бескомпромиссный дэт, пусть и сходный с деяниями американских собратьев (Suffocation, Deeds of Flesh), но тем не менее, группа привнесла в стиль что-то своё. А чтобы записать классный альбом, погружающий слушателя в первобытную, густую и непроглядную темень (чернее чёрной черноты бесконечности (с)), оригинальность от альфы до омеги и не нужна. |
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As cavies without cages.
Who stole our light?
Who smells our fear\'s stench?
He keeps on tearing us from the Abyss.
He keeps us in life
to see nothing in the mirror.
Sweet path of silent execution.
Just set us free for we\'ll adore you.
To celebrate the silent oppressor
until the chain breaks.
Then the raving of blood will be the epilogue.
Just set us free for we\'ll adore you.
To celebrate the silent defeat
until the day of light.
I see blood flowing
but these eyes pierce me still,
hiding the hollow in me.
I am afraid I made it flow again. [Repeat 8x]
Back from dusk, rise to oppress.
The rest is a mantra that won\'t stop.
[Solo: Enrico / Francesco / Enrico / Francesco]
Fulfillment on my skin
while I\'m lying I lie.
I lie still being nothing.
Still being nothing.
3. Mystification As Law
Taste of blood.
And now my worst nightmare
takes it form, gives help to me,
takes my hand while I\'m sinking,
at one with the Earth.
In a world that tastes like blood
it\'s hard to make a choice but...
Mystification has no boundaries.
Mystification doesn\'t even know defeat.
Nameless prevarication.
It\'s raining on the Earth, just to mock
what reality is or it used to be.
The last word is upon your stained lips.
Smile shows beast\'s jaws.
Silent demons marching single file.
Their tongue is no longer unknown.
Their tongue is no longer unknown.
Corrupting the seed of Man.
They took the Earth\'s place just by denying.
They took the Man\'s place as a disease.
Mystification becoming supreme law.
Just by denying the word of God. [Repeat 3x]
This is our disease.
4. From Hate To Suffering
Slave of a forthcoming world.
I walk a path of
solitude, step by,
step, until my precious grave,
further from where you are,
to fall one more time again.
Isolate, I made walls of silence.
Feed me with your emptiness,
triumph of weakness,
I\'ve learned to afford it.
Things have never been so clear.
I must erase, replace
\'till my nerves are tense.
I won\'t feel pain, I won\'t feel cold.
Emptiness brought me down
to desolation unknown.
Losing shape, I feel relief.
Between two plans of void
I\'ll make you suffocate
while you\'re bleeding from the outside.
That\'s what hate had built on me.
The more I see, the less I feel.
Catharsis in hate.
the creature escapes,
our worlds collapse.
Rising from the depths.
Humanity fades out.
Possession, flowing over me,
abnormality.
[Solo: Enrico]
Suffer to survive.
Existing in quiet misery.
Slave of a forthcoming world.
I walk a path of
solitude, step by,
step, until my precious grave,
further from where you are,
to fall one more time.
Old flesh, shred.
Dependence that consumes,
the shadow that I\'ve been.
The enemy within.
From hate to suffering.
5. Inhaling Disbelief
Transformed into void
I realize...
[Missing lines]
Someone made a hole
in the sky, left us blind.
Tortured gear of the
new millennium machine,
awakening the monster.
Tongue-torn oracle,
yet my mouth is bleeding.
Grotesque messiah
in a living dead world.
Living dead world.
Falling deep.
[Missing lines]
Inhaling disbelief to run faster.
Woe to the ones who ask why.
The learning is complete,
for we enclosure rage
to draw death from death.
A new code from sadness.
No one will ask why.
Inhaling disbelief to run faster.
Woe to them.
Restart into
new ways of misery.
We all invoke you, we still fear you.
We all invoke you, we still fear you.
Mass-produced passions, fears scheduled.
No one will rise from here.
Buried alive, the painful gift of recognition
burns inside me, burns inside me.
I am awake.
I am awake.
Mass-produced passions, fears scheduled.
No one will rise from here.
Buried alive, the painful gift of recognition
burns inside me, burns inside me.
I am awake.
[Solos: Enrico / Francesco]
We all invoke you, we still fear you.
We all invoke you, we still fear you.
We all invoke you, we still fear you.
6. N.E.M.A.
(Wir halten durch.
Ich bin der Zorn Gottes.
Wer sonst ist mit mir?)
They will never understand
the power of their lies.
Now they\'ll see
the so-called evil of their tales.
Blessed water turns into blood.
Grotesque congregation.
The dormant is been awaked
in a dreadful place.
Betrayed by my own salvation.
Truth becomes a weapon.
Hear me laughing from the eye of God.
[Solos: Enrico / Francesco]
Branded with fire and madness,
I paid the price, I\'m a new servant.
Ultimate state of dejection.
Cut my tongue, be my guide forever.
We rule this world together, cover me.
Erase my feeling, I see through the boundary of light.
The evil lies beneath,
in tongues of ancient speaks through me.
Eternal darkness to hide my fear.
Blood to cover my eyes forever.
I\'ll be reborn.
Still I can\'t escape visions of the horror
that took place in my insignificant existence.
To my new-found lust
I\'ll see the terror in your eyes.
[Repeat 2x]
To betray before being betrayed.
To bury before being buried.
[Repeat 3x]
[Solo: Francesco]
7. Spires
Swallowed down. Is this my last stairway?
Still I feel a needle through my flesh
that brings smoke, it bars the view,
cleaning remorse out of me.
Pure denying.
I became a survivor
at one with these spires that feed me on.
My own shelter for cold stung my face,
yet I can\'t, I won\'t move.
Snake of God, have mercy on me.
What\'s left behind for me?
Choose my path, gather my past,
wash it away with lenient venom.
Forever grateful
of keeping me warm.
Do what you will.
Shout my eyes,
draw my soul up
and start again.
Snake of God, have mercy.
Snake of God, have mercy.
Snake of God, have mercy.
Snake of God, have mercy.
Wires feeding and snaring together,
but it\'s all I ever had.
[Solo: Enrico]
I am a survivor.
I am at one with these spires.
8. Soul Addicted
It will be a smoke screen.
Dawn of deepest evil.
Once you dreamed about him,
now he\'s standing, bleeding, freezing,
gazing at your empty body,
craving for your choice soul,
one more time.
Meaning of no-life.
Suddenly caught in terror.
Cauldron of praying souls,
piled up in the fire.
Bleeding.
Undertaken from beyond death.
Souls are falling.
[Solo: Enrico]
Power never understood,
drench and course of all men.
We must see all our dreams
caught and burned at awake, forsake.
Dimming of the feelings.
We didn\'t care so we\'re in.
New church of the blind ones
in search of short-lived hopes.
Bleeding.
Undertaken from beyond death.
Souls are falling.
\'Till we die.
Evil resurrection, heretic gathering.
Souls he wants to squeeze, blasphemous power rising.
Boredom seems to altar, ignorance is the knife.
Ceremony of fools. So shall we survive?
Aware of the slaughter, submitted as a corpse.
Legion from the dark, the hunt works ahead.
Possessed for he\'s god, body becomes a jail.
The spirit will be free, devouring everything.
Addicted to soul raping.
Far from being a nightmare.
9. Dawn Of Cerberus
A voice from above.
Before dark waters we stand
Beneath leaden sky
we walk.
The day that lied just in our dreams
takes its form, as we slowly fall.
Ethereal dawn
[Missing lines]
Cerberus!
Three tongues of condemnation, disenchantment.
Lost in a one-way maze.
Searching for you.
We face the Phantom God
that mesmerized our dreams,
he who showed the hell before
and broke the spell with fear
with disenchantment made by death.
Becoming dust,
We leave behind our cries of mercy.
We\'re now possessed, we\'re free.
Dust is what we\'ve been.
Dust is what he breathes.
Dust is what we\'ve been.
Dust is what he breathes.
10. Blood Tribute
Greed of blood
makes the believer a rabid beast.
Mass comes to an end.
Desire becomes unbearable.
Crescendo of terror. The damned is untenable.
Wherever you turn, there\'s nothing
but these four walls, you and I.
The leading wire of this tale
is been woven through mute chambers\' walls.
Captives communicate through tortured screams.
\'Till the moment is gone.
Then the altar unique, immense and obscure will open underneath
upon them. Sun and Moon both black,
testifying their blood tribute.
Man is both goat and knife.
Greed and mercy under the sign of pain.
[Missing lines]
It\'s time to cry.
But between these four walls
only your brothers will hear
and will hide powerless.
Crawling in the night
we hide.