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Nightrage
« Descent into Chaos »
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1 | Being Nothing
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| 2 | Phantasma
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| 3 | Poems
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| 4 | Descent into Chaos
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| 5 | Frozen
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| 6 | Drug
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| 7 | Silent Solitude
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| 8 | Omen
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| 9 | Release
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| 10 | Solus (Instrumental)
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| 11 | Jubilant Cry
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| 12 | Reality Vs. Truth |
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Tomas Lindberg - vocals
Marios Iliopoulos - guitars
Gus G. - guitars
Henric Carlsson - bass
Fotis Benardo - drums
Additional musicians:
Fredrick Nordstrom - keyboards
Patrik J. Sten - lead guitar on “Phantasma”; guitar harmony on “Frozen”; backing vocals/samples/intros/effect on: “Being Nothing”, “Descent Into Chaos”, “Reality vs. Truth”, “Jubilant Cry”
Mikael Stanne - clean vocals on “Frozen” |
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“Descent Into Chaos” was recorded between August/November 2004 at Studio Freedman Gothenburg/Sweden
Produced by Patrik J. Sten and Nightrage
Engineered/Editing and mixed by Patrik J. Sten at Studio Fredman
Assistant engineer: Fredrick Nordstrom
Mastered at Tailor Production Stockholm/Sweden by Peter in De Betou
Nightrage logo by Fredrik Kreem
Artwork by Set<’h>design
Band photo by Nicklas Sundin
Arrangement Contribution by Fredrick Nordstrom & Patrick J. Sten |
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Bring of the darkness, the mutiny
Strike down upon the insanity
Silent wastelands our homes tobe
Condemned to harvest our broken dreams
I am the fear within your hearts
Flags of war drenched in guilt
The desperation I leave will shake
The foundations of the hell you have |
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Второй альбом интернационального коллектива Nightrage выполнен в том же ключе, что и дебютный “Sweet Vengeance”. Изменений почти нет, разве только некоторые партии вокала в начальных композициях звучат агрессивнее, да поменялся гость – теперь это Майкл Станне из Dark Tranquility, украсивший свои голосом один из самых эффектных номеров альбома - песню “Frozen”. Хорошая запись, агрессивность и драйв, отличная работа Gus G, выдающего, как всегда, безупречные соло; Томас Линдберг за микрофонной стойкой так же хорош, как и 10 лет назад, и его голос не потерял напора и мощи; ударник молотит не хуже отбойного молотка, и только одно останавливает от покупки – это уже все было, причем не один раз, и даже у тех же Nightrage. Если вы по-прежнему ищите пластинки в духе "Slaughter Of The Soul" или просто коллекционирует мелодик дэт, то альбом доставит удовольствие, однако те, кто слышал “Sweet Vengeance” будут слегка разочарованны фактическим топтанием на месте потенциально интересной формации. (Диск предоставлен компанией Фоно) |
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Похоже, что дебютный альбом Nightrage содержал годами отобранный материал и потому по праву заслужил хвалебные отзывы. Выплеснув же все свои удачные наработки, предложить хотя бы сопоставимую по качеству со "Sweet Vengeance" работу группа оказалась не в состоянии. По-прежнему ориентируясь на звучание классического мелодик-дэтового "Slaughter Of The Soul" At The Gates, Nightrage умудрились создать блеклый и однообразный альбом, к тому же грешащий самоплагиатом. Отказ от лирических фрагментов с чистым вокалом, возможно, сделал музыку агрессивнее, но превратил ее в серую массу, лишенную мало-мальски цепляющих риффов, слушать которую просто утомительно. |
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Alone in your dream your phantasy
Fevered and drunk from your prophet tears
When will you reach clarity
Your thirst your only weakness your disease
Side by side – being nothing
All dead inside being nothing
And like a leper I walk through your deadworld
And like a beak of light, strike down upon your heard
I am the fear within your hearts
Flags of war drenched in guilt
The desperation I leave will shake
The foundations of the hell you have built
Black Skies
Crawling across the sea of time
Fear and pain it's all I feel
Exorcise the dark shadows that haunting me
Asking for questions that cannot be answered
Searching for the truth
The truth in me
Beneath the ancient wisdom
The legacy of pain guide you
To eternal atonement
Of heart and soul
I have sinned with an innocent soul
The black raven is trying to steal your thoughts
I must cross this road
Full of monsters and wolves
And then I will know
Nothing is easy
I'm waiting all my is this the right way?
As the years passed by your kingdom of madness
Grows all the time they think that you will loose
Phantasma
Perished are all doubts
Perished are all fears
Perished into nothingness
I found that nothing dies
Stop to reflect
Stop to resist
Might as well stop breathing and cease to exist
You will never get to me
I see things you cannot see
And I will never be
Part of your righteous dream
Let the winds howl
Let the sails fly
Victorious I will rise
Now watch your deceit fail
And my vengeance rise
Jubilant my deafening soaring cry
You spawned the darkness
Planted deep within
I can see beyond the veils
Of all your evil schemes
My world painted black
Stare with empty eyes
At the ruins you left behind
Of what once was my life
You
You turned your back
You
Yo starved my dreams
You
A ghost a memory
Perished are all doubts
Perished are all fears
Perished into nothingness
I found that nothing dies
Stop to reflect
Stop to resist
Might as well stop breathing and cease to exist
Poems
Without pain or sigh like the dead,
The obliteration of the human civilization
Within the range of the human mind
You don't feel sorry for anything
You don't feel anything
Last confidence among terrestrial friendships in defiance of the death
You walk with your own instincts
Inside those follow rooms
I wonder is there any hope in my dreams?
Wasted dreams
So alone with my thoughts
Poems
Doomed to oblivion
Oh my beloved life give me a chance
You're hurt by black angels, optical fallacy
Guilty silence, general decline
The truth hurts when your throw off all disguise
Descent Into Chaos
Revenge will strike hard without mercy
Invoking dark clouds to cover silent lives
In ancient sermons by man long abolished
You and I find comfort once again
A lesson learned too late
Waiting to seal our fate
You drive the poison
Into the wounds of my heart
As we descent into chaos
Through the pain of a thousand lifetimes
What have we learned?
You drive the poison
Into the wounds of my heart
In blind conformity I praise you my opiate
Detached from all that is real
Ravenous from the lies that you've fed me
I hail thee mother of all enchanted nights
A lesson learned too late
Waiting to seal our fate
Frozen
Maybe you don't know, what is joy of sorrow
You feel so abandoned suppress your feelings
That's the legacy of destiny
I don't you if you'll find out the truth
The peace in your heart
The realm of fantasy, to the world's end
In all my life confronting the danger
Your heart is like a frozen half-light atmosphere
A lonely soul that smoulder from the thirst of suffering
Your heart is like a frozen half-light atmosphere
One symbol of a strange concealed lighting
All my being that never fall down
Unharmed facing the obstacles of life
For the risk of an everlasting idea
Chronicle of the pure
This cosmos is so fucking hard
The wolves always return for their quarry
Entering the game of life
All the innocence is gone away
Reality Vs. Truth
Ideas and visions cursed
In the dust of sorrow lost
Old memories and dark recollections from the silent past
When wilderness weights heavily on the world
A faint light flickers in the distance
A decree of fate this empty presence
Burned into sins
Silent masses
Curses showered down
All hope is lost
The scorching truth burning bright
The enemy within the ever-growing fear
A silent wasteland all cold inside
The recurrence of the same mistake
The misery the dirty lies
A decree of fate this empty presence
Burned into sins
Silent masses
Ideas and visions cursed
In the dust of sorrow lost
Old memories and dark recollections from the silent past
Jubilant Cry
Beyond this grim reality
A fighting spirit his own rules
Staring at the peaceful borders of sanity
Rebirth of the dead tears
Playing with each moment
Indulging in reveries
With every little rise
And fall of the leaves
Every vision transformed into reality
A touch of bitterness propiliates
The path of honour is open
Nevermore grief and agony
The persevering hopes of the past are not only fake dreams
The war is finished
The enemy crushed
With a jubilant cry
The war is finished
Everybody at last knows the truth
Our liberties and dignity will never trample again
The smile returned to our hearts, the sub humans go into hiding
Woe to the vanguished
Beyond the grim reality
A fighting spirit followed his own rules
Staring at the peaceful borders of sanity
Rebirth of the dead ideas
The path of honour is open
Nevermore grief and agony
The perserving hopes of the past are not only fake dreams
Solus
Instrumental track
Release
Oh faithful ones we are lost again
In this violent sea of entrapping lies
We are gathered here as long ago
Others like we in search of clarity
The mighty gifts they blind us with
Reaching in and stealing our only dream
That dream of freedom found dead it's cradle at dawn
By fear plagued since birth
Will I ever find release?
I walk a barren earth
In search of sanctuary
Turth as medicine for a poison heart
Take what is left of the while the gods do sleep
This emptiness, this solitude, this darkened heart
It will be your doom
Someday my fears they will grow
They will outgrow us both
And how the demons are back again howling, scratching
Tearing at a tortured soul
As night falls like a curtain
A cry is heard through the roaring darkness
My soul left as a prey for these angelic yet deceitful vultures
Omen
Every day, every hour, every moment
Why don't you say something?
The surface politeness
These are the faults that can't be remedied
Is it joy or sorrow?
Human beings are made to destroy each other
You believed in those people
You never understood
You believed in those people
Bad omen
Frienship a word that looks like a lie
Destroyed distant relations
His spirit never broke
One little sweet human action
Drug
All our mysteries remain unsolved
Now when my blindfold is cast
No judgement cast upon them
They who broke their vows that I trusted
In and all that I saw of their eyes
Was the dead stare behind their masks
A new disease is born
Uncurable and scorned
Watch as their smiles go black
Stabbed in the back
Oh the solitude and the days of pain
I'm awake through the nightmares of life
And your thoughts never travel to them
Them to stepped upon to reach your place
And all that I saw of my dream
Was the laughter behind my back
And now the waves they clash
Upon those distant shores
Their mesmerized sound
Fills the air I breathe
Awake through ages
Of a life ofn shallow tears
I take flight
Aiming for the land that knows no fear
Dark is the night of the loneliest journey
Down paths forsaken and rarely tread
No light to guide these steps to freedom
All hope would be lost if I stopped believing
All our mysteries remain unsolved
Now when my blindfold is cast
No judgement cast upon them
They who broke their vows that
I trusted in and all that I saw of their eyes
Was the dead stare behind their masks
A new disease is born
Uncurable and scorned
Watch as their smiles go black
Stabbed in the back
Silent Solitude
Empty dreams, vacuous life, where in lies the truth?
Where is the world that we dreamed of?
A well constructed wisdom
Stormy thoughts, spirited obstinacy
And the moon was obscured by the clouds
A vicious circle, a smouldering fire
Far away from the hopes of the soul
Deserted paths mysterious murky scenery
Humming in the silence of the night
My soul's inner light
Lie down with fortitude, at every little howl
Of the endless without rhyme or reason fervour
The silent solitude of the hysterical smothered tears
Collapsed and bleeding emblems of the bitter sin
Where is the world that I was looking for?
The world they promised me?
The silent solitude
Where is the world that we dreamed of?
The silent solitude
The sirens of madness, listening silently at the constructive aura
This world is so clod
Poisonous deadly pleasures and tearful past, how long will it take?
The silent solitude
Where is the world that we dreamed of?
The silent solitude