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Третий, считая дебютник, альбом датчан. Принципиально ничего нового на этом релизе по сравнению с предыдущим вы не услышите - это все тот же «symphonic melodic death metal with black metal influences». Но клавиши теперь распределены неравномерно - в некоторых композициях («My Suicidal Valentine», «Circle of One») они практически не заметны, в других («Portrait of Attempted Escape», «Mind's Eye») – наоборот, играют основную роль. В целом же, альбом получился более атмосферным и более завершенным, что ли. Еще более «жирный» звук, присутствие редких индустриальных вкраплений, хоровых распевок («Portrait...») и инструментала «Gehennessis» привнесло разнообразия в данный релиз, что благотворно сказалось на его восприятии. Мистические, местами романтичные и философские тексты все также приятно слушать (или читать).
Таким образом, этот альбом также удался на славу, переплюнул предыдущий и в полной мере заслужил звание лучшего дэтового альбома 2007 года. |
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Compos Mentis (в переводе с латыни значит "владеющий рассудком") еще раз доказывают, что датские мелодик-дэтовые группы берут, прежде всего, качеством, а не количеством. Всех их отличает ярковыраженная эмоциональность и сверхдрайвовые треки, которые просто разрывают на части слушателя, бьющегося в экстазе при прослушивании их работ. Мелодии тоже не отстают. Они прочно и надолго заседают в голове, напрочь отказываясь покинуть её. А если ко всему этому еще добавить отличные симфонические клавишные и резкий блэково-дэтовый скрим, то в итоге получим ядерную смесь, которая с головой накроет вас волной задора и энергии. Первые два трека просто выносные, дальше темп немного сбавляется, и в игру вступают элементы симфо-блэка. Звук очень мощный и напористый, качество безупречное. Думаю, лишним будет акцентировать внимание на таких очевидных деталях, как техничность музыкантов и искусное владение инструментами.
В итоге, если вы фанат мелодик-дэта, не проходите мимо, данный альбом сможет вас много чем удивить. |
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See how mountains of foam lift me up and the poles unite
Hear me now unfold like a suffering, but golden butterfly
The wind breathes new life into the never stagnant surface
Building massive towers at my sides
Opaque liquids cause bubbling naivety of the unseen, a heady voyage
Penetrating my mind with a watery rush and swallowing me
Let me sail away on uncertain streams of ecstasy and fizz
Crystals taking shape to puncture tired dreams
And old nightmares that'll reform anew
Hard and beautiful as a diamond's secrets
Illuminating the twilight like clouds
Floating in dissolved gravity beyond the ticking of time
Tickling, stirring and tasted byall possible senses
Thunder rumbles beyond the vault
A crack splits the sky into fluttering clouds
Now the eyes are lured closer to the spiral hole
Where the smashing waves kiss my wooden hull
Let me sail away on uncertain streams of ecstasy and fizz
Awake me when it's time
The Mind's Eye
Look into that ancient mirror
All dressed in gold,
Silver and scentless
Flowers in bloom
Tortuous tongues welcome you
From beyond the dusty glass
So seductive
But the words have a hollow ring
Cannot hold on to the phantasm
And the reflection fades away
Turned cold and dark, the blank mirror
Now leaves you to your silent screams
You're stuck in an illusion
The fragile glass is shattered
You're stuck in an illusion
Gazing at the idle, golden drapery
The mind must open its eye
Behold the might of your quintessence
The mind must open its eye
Look at that ancient mirror
Now covered with mold,
Verdigris and lifeless
Excrescences that loom
The broken glass depicts a four-legged creature
But as the remnants decay
And your illusionary self seeks deeper
You feel the harsh burden of heaven
In the Womb of Winter
We see it as a narration but in the womb of winter time stands still
Nothing echoes and nothing moves
With a universal affection
The winter takes it all
Like a spreading disease
Crimson stains conspicously on the ground
Cloaked in pestilence, it bleeds
Like a spreading disease
A cold winter morning
Crystalline rime on the ground
White diamonds and pearls
And the world opens its eyes
A cold winter morning
Bright drops dwell on the pane
Meet in cold embrace
And the world opens its eyes
Like the sirens' song, the winter reveals itself
As a deadly temptress, fraudulent and haughty
Arraying us in its wintry veil
Leaving us cold and numb
In the womb of winter
A cold winter day
Bare trees go down on their knees
Stroke the soil with their branches
The pale sun is crossing the sky
A cold winter evening
The snow descends from above
And drapes the ground in white
And the world closes its eyes
Portrait of an Attempted Escape
A cold caress awakens me
An omen of nightmares to come
Illumination and darkening amalgamate
Blinded, I resign
Imprisoned behind imperceptible bars
I am in a daze
I reach out for the outside world
But it escapes my embrace
We are all caught in a web of meanings
A web that we have spun ourselves
Humanity walled up in this prison of its own
Portrait of an attempted escape
We strive to read the book of nature
But it's our own story that we tell
Oh, please let this nightmare stop!
I shiver as I suddenly comprehend
The nature of my beliefs
Illusions invoked by tradition
Deception descended on mankind
Imprisoned behind invisible walls
This I cannot face
I reach out for the outside world
But it escapes my embrace
Downfall
Whirling through claustrophobic tunnels
Thrown from side to side, relentlessly
I'm surrounded by viscous walls
That reach out for me
I flee with broken wings
Through the darkness of eternity
Shadows of memories repressed long ago
Pierce my thready mind
A flight from myself
A flight in myself
I flee with broken wings
Through realms of forgotten nightmares
Raped by the deepest fractions of my mind
It leaves me bleeding
A flight from myself
A flight in myself
But the fear abates
As my hope fades away
Every feeling subsides
In line with the advance of nothingness
My Suicidal Valentine
She acheslike she's sinfully untamed in chains
Like a wicked destroyer of our sedated world
Humming deformed bullet songs from her darkened chamber
Dancing like a possessed madman on fire
She looks like a six barrel shotgun
Adorned with furs that blindness caresses
An endless reptile collage of displaced repetition
That speaks a foreign language of unknown exits
Embrace me in your misery
She wants to take you higher
Towards the burning desire
She wants to draw you near
Towards her evil beauty that you fear
She dares to hear the whispers of stagnant motions
Like a wooer to our prostituted bulk of flesh
Her poor riches can't be forced by law
She's unconjured magic that haunts our dwelling
I embrace you in my misery
Faustian
In my dreams the world dissolves
And I'm absorbed into the fragments
Leading an army of ghosts
I conquer the strongholds of the sky
In my dreams I speak with a thousand voices
Of dimensions that don't exist
I show to the world what it is
And exceed the limits laid down
I am the source, pure and clear
From which magic pours
I transcend time and space
And embrace every corner of the world
The final spiritual objective:
Ultimate independence of the matter
How could human conceit ever reach this point?
Trapped in a cave with beautiful greyscale paintings on the wall
Wasting dreams on the outlined land, when this could be our haven
In my dreams I dream that I'm awake
And that my world of dreams dissolves
I show to the world what I am
And the limits become obsolete
Storms die at my feet
And light waves give in
Laws of nature are forced to collapse
As my will prevails
Circle of One
What pale ghost crept through the curtain?
Cleaved the doze with its tongueless speech
As the double-horned moonship sailed among the radiant eyes of the dark
A being with a thousand haunting faces riding a rhythm
Towards the eternal landscape of death
The creature of the underworld
Drags me down inside the bowels of the earth
Waiting for me to recognize this strange circle of one
Rainbow in bloom, crude colours unfold
Penetrating the cracks of a long lost soul
That squirms in sheets and tangled nightmares
Anxious eyes seek the glimpse of answer
As the poisoned injection ink the veins
And make streams of blood run cold
I feel my hollow fears are all caught dead
Tale of the Shadow
A journey through the land of the dead and hollow
Towards the radiance where treasure is dug
Down through the valley of the shallow
Escaping silently from the forest's fog
My precious shadow, it might now seem
That time has come to revive your flame
The wilderness' daze has blurred your gleam
But I´ll obey the calling and surrender to the game
Expand the narrow horizon with streams of wine
Before the milk will strengthen my sorrows
I seek for what was always mine
The rise and fall of a kingdom's prime
Brief visions of a flag that time has torn
Mountain peaks lend voice to the wind
Angel choir cries, enticingly they sing
As I reach for the dawn in sin
Forgive this obsession and the forging of wings
Humility is blessed with nothing but scorn
To the piercing sound of the hollow horn
True will dares death without tears
The rise and fall of a kingdom's prime
Brief visions of a flag that time has torn
Towards the beautiful view with the immense roar
Prayers under the azure emptiness of time
Gehennesis
(Instrumental)