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My Dying Bride – Evinta

1. In Your Dark Pavilion

All great children
Build altars
I have no love
To give you

In the fire that rages between our sleep
I thought I saw you amid the ruins.
And I can witness you have nothing left.
I’ll give you my heart through this biblical tome

I dream of being beside her
As I move through this water
Step over here you Devil
Her earth looks like
My dying skin

2. You Are Not The One Who Loves Me

You are not the one who loves me
I take you from your bathing
And I dry thee
I am this rope
Around your feet…

And it’s summer
That bows its head,
Down the rivers of night
He fathers great hatred.

Oh, and the moon
Played in your eyes

Wishes drop through the air
And rip into the floor
Crowned with blazing leaves her hair
And flesh,
Limp and poor

3. Of Lilies Bent With Tears

Hold up the sun
Oh, lord hold up the sun
Shine it on me
Glory, shine it on me
Here comes the sun
Oh God here comes the sun
Climbing on me
Dear Lord climbing on me

Stabat mater dolorosa,
Justa crucem lacrimosa
Dum pendebit filius.

O quam tristis et afflicta,
Fuit illa benedicta
Mater unigenti.

The curves of the earth
I carve them for you
And in the night I drew
A knife of sickness & grief

Stabat mater dolorosa,
Justa crucem lacrimosa
Dum pendebit filius.

O quam tristis et afflicta,
Fuit illa benedicta
Mater unigenti.

There was a wound here
I see its scars
The shade upon your face
Of lilies bent with tears

4. The Distance, Busy With Shadows

In heaps they were
The dead stacked high
I crept and sang among them

Black was I, yet bent to it;
God and I had shunned them

It fell at my feet
No!
It didn’t just come to me to heal its wounds
I will kiss it

It is within me now.
I feel the birth of doom
And the fruit of my body,
Stares right out of this room

5. Of Sorry Eyes In March

Destiny marks your life
With a knowing finger
The act of desire has walked on by.

An ancient sorrow
It is just your tears left to eat.

Flies lie dying on your sorry lips
And on young love’s broken wings.
And the stone that lets you drown
You are not worth stopping for.

The Earth,
With all its blessing
And the endless fathoms of night.

Lay a raft of gold for you
My field here
Is where we end.

6. Vanité Triomphante

I often hunt you in my dreams,
But your wicked claw awaits me,
Aboard this snow-lit island,
Veins like tortured winter trees,
‘Tis the service of my hand,
That silence climbs upon thee.

You are sweet and fine to listen to !
Long tresses about your neck,
Yet much is false.
This mighty evening,
I’ve seen no face.
This is crushing me.
My quill it aches.

And old ships die like swans,
Against our frozen icy shore,
Pass your dying body,
I leave you in your thoughts

Trees dance and fail
Tell them I came
My beauty pale
Was yours the same?

Viens, il est temps de partir
Je vais regretter ta haine
Ta vanité triomphante
Fera sa révérence

I laid them in books
Just your heart and mine
For lovers to read
The lonely to pine

Through my broken skin
And cherry tree blood
The real world falls in
A false life of love

7. That Dress And Summer Skin

I just caught a glimpse
Of your Summer skin
As you slipped away

As the sun drew up
Its golden chair
I looked upon my own sleep
And so you shall
Taste my grief

Through blood and tears you helped me
You leaped from you lonely defeat
And in this night I drew my knife

As I look at them
I know what my hands have done
I’d shake these thorns for you
From my crown for you
So go on now
Put on that dress for me,
Put on that dress for me,
Put on that dress for me.

Put on that dress

Where are you my love, my love
My sweet one..?
Where have you gone?
My love where are you, my love, my sweet?
I only think of you and it drives me down.
I only dream of you.
I am so alone

8. And Then You Go

Here is the darkest place I know
You found in your eyes a home
And then you go

Come up here to my face
Into wars we race
Eat up the haste

I am poor for the lord
My age is lead and sore
Sit beneath my jaw

There! My prints in the snow
The wind and me alone
And then you go

And within it your embrace
Long given away the chase
Away flees grace

And then you go

9. A Hand Of Awful Rewards

[Instrumental]

10. The Music Of Flesh

See the light and feel my warm desire
Run through your veins like the evening sun

My father was a handsome man
But I am his exception
And at each station of hatred
I still claim to be his son

See the light and feel my warm desire
Run through your veins like the evening sun
It will live but no eyes will see it

I was broken in the water
I may be this way forever

Eyes will see it
With the music of my flesh
And creeping hair around my neck
Eyes will see it

At the rim of cotton
On my bedroom dress
The gunfire of his hate
Launches my excess
But my wish won’t kill him
Though even God forgot me
My words weak and ill
Misery wrote my plea
This will be his will

No eyes will see it

11. Seven Times She Wept

As I tore into my woman
Her body accepted its sin
I saw her dying there
Just below my wing…

In dies all over me,
Cascades of your black hair.
I knew the world’s end;
I felt it, true and rare.

We dance and the music dies
We carry them all away
As we glide, through their lost eyes
You lift me above myself

Arise from your slumber
In my arms
Your beauty took the strength
From me

12. The Burning Coast Of Regnum Italicum

My black, feathered breast
Unto comes o’er mast & sail
Look upon a broken site
Torn apart through wind & hail

Lead me to the chaos of water
As I reveal myself to you
A fall from God is a blessing unknown
Its rivers deep from which I drew

Where is the burning city?
Great Naples, its kings alone
A hunger roared and reared
A fool suffers in Rome

Mon enfant, prends patience,
Bientôt la nuit tombera.
Dors, si tu peux,
Et rêve de pays merveilleux.

13. She Heard My Body Dying

I watched the youth drip from my face
As I cut her free upon the water.
My name reversed is loneliness,
Increasing the vote to slaughter

Well loved and she still left me.
Her laugh, brief and vile.
With naked foot I gave chase
Mile after sorry mile

Why is this for me?

14. And All Their Joy Was Drowned

I arrive splashed with blood
And try to fix my hair
My sword upon our path
It’s better off there

My name is read aloud
And I menace through the door
A thunderstorm of eyes watch
As I’m fierce across the floor

Candles spit and ribbons red
Strings, bows and tune
Dancers glide and passions collide
I’m scouring the room

I know my enemies, everyone
And white throats in pearls
Carousel all about me
The lace. Those ribbons in curls

Cruelty is how they know me
Kindness is not my gift
A blade of glass my secrecy
Is poised at my wrist

They perish for my sadness
I saw gold in your eyes
Your gift here, tremendous
Like the God between your thighs

I leave splashed with blood
Your ribbon locks my hair
And all their joy was drowned
Not, of course, that I care

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Poets of the Fall – Carnival of Rust

Carnival Of Rust

D’ you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need,
And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed?
Of implication, insinuation and ill will, ’til you cannot lie still,
In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill

Come feed the rain
’cause I’m thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

It’s all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don’t need
I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before

Come feed the rain…
’cause I’m thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust
Yeah, feed the rain
’cause I’m thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the world is burning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the heart is yearning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the world is burning
Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the heart is yearning

Σκουριασμένο Καρναβάλι

Θα ξεφυσούσες το όνομα του σωτήρα σου, την ώρα της ανάγκης σου,
Και θα γευόσουν την επίκριση, αν η γεύση σου θύμιζε απληστία, περιπλοκές, υπαινιγμούς και εχθρότητα, μέχρι που να μην μπορείς να ξαπλώσεις ακίνητος,
Σε όλη αυτή την οχλαγωγία, πριν η κόκκινη κάπα και το δρεπάνι πλησιάσουν κοντά για να σε σκοτώσουν;

Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή
Γιατί διψώ για την αγάπη σου, χορεύοντας κάτω από ουρανούς πόθου
Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή
Γιατί χωρίς εσένα αγάπη μου, η ζωή μου δεν είναι τίποτα άλλο από ένα σκουριασμένο καρναβάλι

Είναι όλο ένα παιχνίδι, αποφεύγοντας την αποτυχία, όταν τα πραγματικά χρώματα θα ματώσουν
Όλα στο όνομα της ανάρμοστης συμπεριφοράς και των πραγμάτων που δεν χρειαζόμαστε
Ποθώ το μετά, καμιά καταστροφή δεν θα μπορεί να μας αγγίξει, αγγίξει πλέον
Και περισσότερο από ποτέ, ελπίζω ποτέ να μην πέσεις, όταν το ‘αρκετά’ δεν είναι το ίδιο με ό,τι ήταν πριν

Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή…
Γιατί διψώ για την αγάπη σου, χορεύοντας κάτω από ουρανούς πόθου
Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή
Γιατί χωρίς εσένα αγάπη μου, η ζωή μου δεν είναι τίποτα άλλο από ένα σκουριασμένο καρναβάλι
Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή
Γιατί διψώ για την αγάπη σου, χορεύοντας κάτω από ουρανούς πόθου
Έλα να ταΐσεις τη βροχή
Γιατί χωρίς εσένα αγάπη μου, η ζωή μου δεν είναι τίποτα άλλο από ένα σκουριασμένο καρναβάλι

Μην ξεφύγεις, μην ξεφύγεις, όταν ο κόσμος θα καίγεται
Μην ξεφύγεις, μην ξεφύγεις, όταν η καρδιά θα λαχταρά
Μην ξεφύγεις, μην ξεφύγεις, όταν ο κόσμος θα καίγεται
Μην ξεφύγεις, μην ξεφύγεις, όταν η καρδιά θα λαχταρά

Nemesea – Release Me

Tunnel vision, body’s freezing
Anxious moments, don’t stop breathing
Uninvited black intrusions
Taking over all confusion
Boiling panic growing stronger
I am falling, common pitfalls
Drifting off and I keep sinking
Going crazy, who will save me?

Wake me up
And let the light take over
Let it stop
I’m losing sense of time so
Wake me up
Please kill this everlasting
Insane rock
I am about to scream

Release me
Relieve me
Release me

Drawing lines but they keep moving
Flashing image, growing darkness
Eyes wide shut, the urge to run
When all is lost and all is gone

Wake me up
And let the light take over
Let is stop
I’m losing sense of time so
Wake me up
Please kill this everlasting
Insane rock
I am about to scream

Release me
Relieve me
Release me

Draconian – Death, Come Near Me

By day I sleep, at night I weep!

O Death, come near me!
Be the one, for me, be the one, the one, who stays.
My rivers, are frozen, and mischosen,
and the shadows, around me, sickens my heart.

O Death, come near me,
and stay, by my side. Hear my silent, my silent cry!
In sadness, I’m veiled, to the cross, I am nailed,
and the pain, around me, freezes my world.

My cold world…

In life, I’ve failed, for years, I’ve wailed.
Frozen in time…
left behind…
The rapture, of grief, is all, to find…
The rapture, of grief, is all!

Behind the shadow of life, the lost hopes are grieving.
I seek the night, and hope to find love.
So I drown in the silence of life’s short eternity.
The tears fills the void in my heart, astray…

Embrace me now, delightful ease!
Give me a world of wondrous peace!

Calm the desperate scream in my heart!

O Death, come near me,
save me…
from this empty, cold, world!
O Life, you have killed me,
so spare me, from, this cauldron, of misery!

In life, I cry, away, I fly.
Chosen, to fall, within, these walls.
The rapture, of grief, is all, to find…
The rapture, of grief, is all!

Oh, shed a tear for the loss, of innocence,
for the forsaken spirits who aches… in us.
Cry for the heart who surrenders to pain,
for the solitude of those, left, behind!

Behold the pain and sorrow of the world,
dream of a place away from this nightmare.
Give us love and unity, under the heart of night.
O Death, come near us, and give us life!

Crimson Glory – Lost Reflection

Locked in this attic been here so many years
Shanna won’t set me free
She says I’m evil but then she doesn’t know
I’m not pretending, ooh, no, not me

Full moon’s reflecting a face in the mirror
Twisted and bleeding, no, you can’t be real
No you’re all in my mind
Shades of insanity, you’re not me, you’re not me

Life in the attic I like my rocking chair
Staring in shadows crouched in the corner
Waiting for something, laughing at nothing
No one there

And on and on I wonder is there more
What is life beyond the attic door?
The full moon in my eyes, is all that’s real
The mirror’s lost reflection is in me

Life in the attic
Life in the attic
Life in the attic
Life in the attic, I want to leave

Cobwebs and dusty dreams
Sharp knives and hollow screams
Wide eyes of terror clawing the attic door
Can’t take it anymore, you better go away

You’re lyin’, hurry
Who’s there? No one there
You’re not me

Yngwie Malmsteen – Live with Orchestra

Concerto Suite for Electric Guitar and Orchestra

Yngwie Johann Malmsteen
Concerto Suite for
Electric Guitar and Orchestra in E Flat Minor
Live with the New Japan Philharmonic

Concerto Suite for Electric Guitar and Orchestra (also known as Concerto Suite for Electric Guitar and Orchestra in E Flat Minor Op.1) is an album released in 1998 by Yngwie J. Malmsteen on Spitfire Records

Omnia – Pagan Folk Lore

00:01 Intro/Bealtaine

06:27 Wytches’ Brew

10:40 Richard Parker’s Fancy

16:12 The Raven

25:46 Alive!

31:04 Dil Gaya

37:50 Entrezomp ni Kelted

44:20 Fairy Tale

49:54 Saltatio Vita

Dream Theater – This is the life

In the heart of your most solemn barren night
When your soul’s turned inside out
Have you questioned all the madness you invite?
What your life is all about

Some of us choose to live gracefully
Some can get caught in the maze
And lose their way home
This is the life we belong to
Our gift divine

Have you ever wished that you were someone else?
Traded places in your mind
It’s only a waste of your time

Some of us choose to live gracefully
Some can get caught in the maze
And lose their way home
This is the life we belong to
Our gift divine

Feed the illusion you dream about
Cast out the monsters inside
Life begins with an empty slate
Fragile left in the hands of fate
Driven by love and crushed by hate
Until the day the gift is gone
And shadows remain

Some of us choose to live gracefully
Some can get caught in the maze
And lose their way home
Memories will fade
Time races on
What will they say after you’re gone?

This is the life we belong to
Our gift divine
Our gift divine

OMNIA – I don’t speak Human

Deep within the shadows, I’m the hungry wolf you fear But I can see that you’re the only evil creature here Before you came we lived in peace but you have brought us death I sing my pain up to the moon but it’s a waste of breath

Because I don’t speak human…You can’t understand a word I’m saying

Upon a wing, a flying thing, to you I seem so small But I look down on what you’ve done, my raven’s eye sees all You people like a cancer grow, destroying all you see and 7 billion mutant monkeys, won’t listen to me

I won’t run this human race, your war is not for me I hear the voices from the wild, they thought me how to see It’s us who are the strangers here and we don’t own the land My words they fall upon deaf ears, cause no-one understands

Now you tell me That i’m wrong and animals don’t feel you say the earth is not alive and only We are real You try to tell me to behave, that I must act like you But I just stick my fingers in my ears and say ”Fuck you!!!”

‘Cause I don’t speak human! I can’t understand a word you’re saying!

*I don’t own anything*

 

THE JUNIORS AND ERIC CLAPTON

There is a little known story from the annals of Rock and Roll history that in 1965 a then twenty year old Eric Clapton and some British musical friends formed a band and came to Athens where they auditioned and got a job at The Igloo Club on Fokionos Negri, at the intersection with Drossopolou, owned by a gentleman by the name of George Karamousalis. When they got the job they called themselves The Faces and played covers of Chuck Berry and Rolling Stones songs among others. (Not to be confused with the Small Faces who later became The Faces when Rod Stewart joined). They were the opening act for a popular Greek band called The Juniors. When a car accident killed a member of the Juniors and injured their guitarist, Clapton filled in and was playing in both bands, sometimes ten to twelve hours a night. When a rival club owner turned in The Faces for not having work permits, and the hotel they were staying at demanded the money that the club was supposed to be paying for them, the band decided to get out of town. Only by now the club owner realized that Eric was a former member of the Yardbirds and worth keeping around. The band decided to escape and after a concert at a movie theater, as they used to do in those days, they were able to get all their equipment into and on top of a taxi and drove to the train station and got out of the country. The photo is from a memorial concert in Pireaus at the Terpsithea Theater on October 10 1965, with Eric Clapton on the right, playing with the remaining members of The Juniors. Eric was able to retrieve his guitar but his Marshal Amp stayed in Greece and what happened to it is one of the unanswered mysteries of Rock and Roll.

Photo: There is a little known story from the annals of Rock and Roll history that in 1965 a then twenty year old Eric Clapton and some British musical friends formed a band and came to Athens where they auditioned and got a job at The Igloo Club on Fokionos Negri, at the intersection with Drossopolou, owned by a gentleman by the name of George Karamousalis. When they got the job they called themselves The Faces and played covers of Chuck Berry and Rolling Stones songs among others. (Not to be confused with the Small Faces who later became The Faces when Rod Stewart joined). They were the opening act for a popular Greek band called The Juniors. When a car accident killed a member of the Juniors and injured their guitarist, Clapton filled in and was playing in both bands, sometimes ten to twelve hours a night. When a rival club owner turned in The Faces for not having work permits, and the hotel they were staying at demanded the money that the club was supposed to be paying for them, the band decided to get out of town. Only by now the club owner realized that Eric was a former member of the Yardbirds and worth keeping around. The band decided to escape and after a concert at a movie theater, as they used to do in those days, they were able to get all their equipment into and on top of a taxi and drove to the train station and got out of the country. The photo is from a memorial concert in Pireaus at the Terpsithea Theater on October 10 1965, with Eric Clapton on the right, playing with the remaining members of The Juniors. Eric was able to retrieve his guitar but his Marshal Amp stayed in Greece and what happened to it is one of the unanswered mysteries of Rock and Roll.