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 Предыдущий диск «Temple Of Ice» явно был не самым лучшим приобретением в дискографии англичан. Реакцией на это стал уход ритм гитариста Эла Барнса и, конечно же, негодование всех поклонников. И тут Мантас и Абаддон решают пойти на очередное пополнение состава в лице клавишника V.X.C. и гитариста Стива Уайта. Касаемо изменений на новом альбоме, то они, можно сказать, минимальны. Группа продолжает нарезать стандартный спид/треш метал классического образца, не сходя с выбранной позиции ни вправо ни влево. Развитие как таковое музыкантам очевидно не известно. Клавиши особенно себя проявили в композиции «Cursed» где полпесни длятся одни симфонические выкрутасы. Если судить об удачности рассматриваемого творения, то «The Waste Lands» немного интересней предыдущего откровенно отстойного диска «Temple Of Ice», но и до мега успешного «Prime Evil» он, к сожалению, не дотягивает. В вину «The Waste Lands» я как всегда поставлю отсутствие должной мелодичности, что делает музыкальный материал жутчайшим образом однообразным и монотонным. И хотя с технической стороны пластинка выполнена на высоком уровне, а качество записи отличного образца – сами композиции не вызывают положительных чувств. Можно конечно выделить неплохие боевики типа «Crucified» и «Black Legions», но большинство остальных тем до них совсем не дотягивают. Слабый альбом. После его выхода последовала длинная череда выпусков различных компиляций и сборников. Группа в очередной раз промахнулась… |
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As they walk through the passages of endless night using sparsely the candles as their only light
Living only on the storages of food they brought no escape live to die becomes their only thought
Cursed buried deep inside the pyramid king Tutankhamun
Cursed where this grave is their only thing Kking Tutankhamun
As the years begin to close and food to nourish sparse insanity starts to reign to flourish in the dark
As they walk through the passages of endless time using sparsely the candles as their only light
Living only on the storages of food they brought no escape live to die becomes their only thought
Cursed buried deep inside the pyramid king Tutankhamun
Cursed where this grave is their only thing king Tutankhamun
And as they walk through the passages of endless night
Drawing nearer to the last nothing left inside the tomb
Except the braindead plight lost in histories of the past
Cursed buried deep inside the pyramid king Tuankhamun
Cursed where his grave is the only thing king Tutankhamun
Cursed buried deep inside the pyramid king buried deep inside the pyramid
Cursed buried deep inside the pyramid king buried deep inside the pyramid
2. I'm Paralysed
Searching through regions of light here in my dark thoughts I call for you to come
Paralysed and fixed to the wall awaiting the judgement awaiting you to call out
I'm paralysed calling out I'm paralysed ah
There's no reason for me have gone only the clothing protecting me from me
Lost in this insane recall let me know I will be safe from my only way out
Calling out I'm paralysed ah calling out I'm paralysed ah
Now caught from pins in her hair biting and bending to sharpen up the point
Slipping it into the lock freeing myself to penetrate and cause death
I'm paralysed calling out I'm paralysed ah out
3. Black Legions
High on a ridge where the darklord stands sending black legions to crush the lands
Captures of hades transporting the crown into the pit of this unholy row
Do it all alone down into Belial's home live then die Satan calls his evil child
Strengthens his force as the darkness falls laughs at the angels their feeble calls
High on their fortress that crumbles before all that in touch with the dark evil law
Do it all alone down into Belial's home strike the final chord hail unto the overlord
High on a ridge where the darklord stands sending black legions to crush the lands
Captures of hades transporting the crown ever further ever down into the pits of hell
Now in the bleakness the elders recant thinking of histories the ancients relent
Gathered in circles before their host there's no one soul he desires most.
Do it all alone way down into Belial's home strike a chord hail unto the overlord
4. Riddle Of Steel
Hooded in the mists of time in distant lands of dust
Here they live and forge the steel that carves out human lust
Thulsa doom his flesh and bone control of all that's fake
Lifting head and staring eyes that guide the sinful snakes
The truth that lies within the riddle of steel
Where all our lives begin the riddle of steel
Armies of followers who are guided by his throne
Blindly walk to Thulsa's steps that foot the black kings home
On and on the warrior that stalks the beast that killed
The families of his friends and foe that fall unto his will
The truth that lies within the riddle of steel
Where all our lives begin the riddle of steel
Snakes that come together over palaces of pain
Gates of flesh that open up to let in acid rain
All the smells of blasphemy are deep within this hall
Writhing here in ecstasy awaiting Thulsa's call
Stretching out and forged in steel a blade drwn from his arm
Searching for the sacred neck to cure the world of harm
Slashing through the snakelike scales deep into the core
Splitting into bone and blood and settling the score
The truth that lies within the riddle of steel
Where all our lives begin the riddle of steel
Steel steel steel steel steel steel steel steel steel
5. Need To Kill
Beyond two thousand in the future wars beyond the limits of our mind
Central computer that control and know the simple weakness of mankind
Humanoid living in a structured will walking in a lifeless path
Motor with a need to kill need to kill need to kill
Searching through the wreckages of molten steel and glass seeing all in infra red and heavy in its mass
Terminate exterminate the son of Connor Reese you must prevent the bastard ever being born
Stop at nothing kill at will but rid the earth of this small child you must deter this fucking evil spawn
Mark the dogs for only they know your not human your ot flesh at all
Break the jaw before it speaks and kill the men that answer to its call
Justified in genocide and leave them in theiir broken pride until they realize that it's no use
Unsuspecting victim one guerilla fighter with a gun the terminator's finally been let loose
Try to run but only they know there's nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Cornered trapped by the death machine don't you go to sleep don't close your eyes ah
Beyond twp thousand in the future wars beyond the limits of our mind
Central computer, that control and know the simple weakness of mankind
And still the armies of robotic men crushing the humans in their path
Lifeless of pain and a void of sorrow create a crimson aftermath
6. Kissing The Beast
Fixtures immensely beholding the force holy benevolence deadly remorse
Tearing the lining and saving the flow dropping the heartrate enclosing the soul
Lest we remember the deadly command hour upon us and close at hand
Now in our coldness our heart has begun needing the heat from the earth and the sun
Cold as ice trapped in the earth cold as ice needing the sun
Kissing the beast as he lies underneath scratching your heart with soulful belief
Awaiting the call to enrapture your life holding you still as he's holding the knife
Nine bladed sword as the whore can recall dissecting the innocent under the fall
Cracking the surface the air is still fresh only below us the mad stench of death
Kissing the beast as he lies underneath scratching your heart with soulful belief
Awaiting the call to enrapture your life holding you still as he's holding the knife
Lest we remember the deadly command hour upon us and close at hand
Now in our coldness our heart has begun needing the heat from the earth and the sun
Cold as ice trapped in the earth cold as ice needing the sun
Fixtures immensely beholding the force holy benevolence deadly remorse
Tearing the lining and saving the flow dropping the heartrate enclosing the soul
Nine bladed sword as the whore can recall dissecting the innocence under the fall
Cracking the surface the air is still fresh only below us the mad stench of death
A prince or a pauper or lunatic king son of a daughter shrouded in sin
His kingdom in madnness and sadness and shame
The song is still young and illusion's the game
7. Crucified
Chain him jail him judge and crucify find him bind him nail him crucify
Raised boy the virgin is pure and good father to the race
Sinful in sodom with cold blind luster praying to the golden calf
Walking the land with twelve good men that follow talking the hand of one whose blind
Curing the lame causing mutes to speak miracles prevail to the open mind
Chain him jail him judge and crucify find him bind him nail him crucify
Saved for forty days and nights he roamed the desert sand
No food to nourish only faith temptations close at hand
Evil abounds in every footstep that he takes in the sand he must stay true
All this in vain because he'll die for sure saving the frame of all that's good
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
8. Shadow King
The world we live in is silent lucid liquid change
The king appears well afraid aware in all his rage
He seeks to tell in unseen terror about poer life and lust
The rising power of Baphomet is all that he can trust ah
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
Pleasant in his infamy it sails into the night ah
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
Reasoning decay decides to plague the nurtured home
Redesign Colombus Isle where only kings will roam
The spirit lies in all we see and all that we can touch
He found the place where gods reside destroyed into the ancient dust ah
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
Pleasant in his infamy with cold and blistered sight ah
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth hell on earth
The afterlife that mark the moons of distant silent stars
So on the quest the king is served golden in his light
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
Revealing yellowed manuscript in the shadow of the king
Written here in pages old the secrets of this thing
Imagination hanging by the lucid threads he claims
Where all around damnations lie they're locked inside his fevered brain
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth
God bless all who sail in her this ship he built with fright
Pleasant in his infamy it sails into the night ah
Hell on earth sadistic birth hell on earth hell on earth
9. Wolverine
Deep in the dark of the forest came calls of sound from the wolverine
As they danced their wicked dance round the fire in a dead trance
Raising the chalice to the night darkly seek to their own delight
Sacrifice to the only son saving blood sip it one by one
Cleansing the altar awaiting the prize the virgin clad whiter than snow
Holding the mass and presenting the cross pointed inverted below
Doubles the blade in the cold and blessed night holds it above to be marked
Hammering down in the soft flesh below ripping and tearing the heart
Oh lord of this limbionic state take the prize we deliver to the gate
Cloven the demons cloak ascends from the earth this being never ends
As they fall to their knees and prey as the night reimburse the day
Colder than any mortal thing his hands stretch to infinity
All encompassing the flock there's no life in here any more
Deeper than hades he brings to his side the man who presented the mass
Questioning nothing the high priest is drawn kneels to his master's request
Talking his left hand and passing it slow he ponders the mortal before
Swiftly he moves and faster than hell he tears out this lunatics soul
Oh lord of this limbionic state take the prize we deliver to the gate
Cleansing the altar awaiting the prize the virgin clad whiter than snow
Holding the mass and presenting the cross pointed inverted below
Doubles the blade in the cold and blessed night holds it above to be marked
Hammering down in the soft flesh below ripping and tearing the heart
Oh lord of this limbionic state take this prize we deliver to the gate
Deep in the dark of the forest came calls of sound from the wolverine
10. Clarisse
Clarisse what perfume you wearing today no don't tell me I know
And the soap that you washed with
Come to me don't feel scared I'm not going to bite
Well maybe just a little maybe just a mite
You know without windows without the wind the rain or snow
I feel somewhat strange but of course all this you know
Tell me about the lambs Clarisse tell me why you're scared
I know when your father died something died in there
To see simplicity in any mortal thing is a gift few men have
What makes a killer a madman it's not disgusting it's sad
I dream of trees now I smell the sea don't you find that fun
You have the pleasures of the flesh Clarisse you can feel the sun
But on the darker side you feel the anger rise you feel the satisfying hate
And if you had to kill against your strongest will you wouldn't shoot that bullet late
Please don't judge me so wait just before you go come up closer to the cage
Let me taste the smells of your own body cells you mustn't covert me with rage
I ate to feed I killed in kind you believe me don't you hear the echos in your mind
They say I'm insane don't they but do they really know why
They say I'm nothing but a cannibal can't understand or even try
For in the night when I whisper from my cell and play my pshyciatric game
In the morning when the inmate's dead they hang a new one to my fame
If I walked the streets a free man in the heat I couldn't terrify a crowd
But in a silent home where we'd be all alone you'd need to freshen up a shroud
Please believe I couldn't hurt you I'd try to make you feel
Welcomed like a friend I'd have you over for a meal
Then I'd tear at your silken breast rip out the heart beating and bloody
Gnaw with lust at your soften neck cutting and spitting and cooking you slowly
Feed you up like a blooded boar fruit in the mouth and garnished with roses
Feel nothing for you anymore deader than hell a meal for a hungry man