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![]() Warrior of Knut ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Приятели Коментари: 1483 Регистриран: 11-December 06 Потребител N: 1726 ![]() |
Е, какво мислите за преките вдъхновители на фолк метъла? Мен супер много ми харесват, и за разлика от други фолк метъл групи,в техните текстове има доста смисъл. А музиката... ллеле, просто велики, почти всяка песен те грабва и докато я слушаш, имаш чувството, че ти е любимата. Е,изкажете мнение.
-------------------- Cry for God when your life was ending
Call for God now death is near, Where was God when you were dying Reek of war is master here. Left behind are slaughtered strangers Enemies become your friend This is how the fear takes over When its time to meet the end. Fields of flesh from graves ripped open Only the dead can see an end to war, Sleeting snow where bones lay broken. Tell me what all this was for Tell me what all this was for Tell me what all this was for Die for God, Die for what? Was it worth dying for? |
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![]() But what I thought I could control took hold of me instead... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 957 Регистриран: 20-February 08 Град: София Потребител N: 2604 ![]() |
Бе не е точно така. В смисъл, да, няма човек, който ще може да замести Мартин изцяло, чувството в текстовете и песните никога няма да бъде същото, но и Semblance Of Normality е много силен и много любим мой албум. Тъкмо си викам да сложа тоя текст в темата за любими такива, ама тук май е по-подходящ.
A Survival Campaign So we lie awake and wait for dreaded and demanding dawn Come wrest us from our safe and sleepy beds. Over by the window lie the raiment and the weapons That we need to take into this world today. Armoured by opinion, with statistics and a schoolboy's charm We take our place among the rank and file. Young and proud and free, we are the 'gilded youth,' the 'chosen few,' The vanguard of our generation here. Marching into battle, after glory in this enterprise Like pieces on a board, we're pushed around. As cannons roar and missiles fly, into this melee we are thrown, We dearly learn survival has a price. Now Profit is a noble cause, we're honourbound to follow on Believing "Good" and "Right" are on our side We will be remembered in dispatches or in legends long, Will our story be retold? But dragons slain in PC games just can't assuage, your anger reigns. You struggle on in spite of all you learn. Baffled by their industry and bold commercial wizardry, The young crusader's beaten by the game. Yet in the quiet shade of evening when I lay me down And relive all the struggles we have made. A smile creeps cross the face that bears the scares of war time can't erase, I loosen off my grip and fade away. I loosen off my grip and fade away. I loosen off my grip and fade away. I finally close my eyes and fade away. Та, аз лично новия го чакам с любопитство. Не вярвам, че тази група ще има лош албум. -------------------- |
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