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 Когда хочется на некоторое время отречься от музыки групп, чьи названия стали брэндом, начинаешь искать коллективы, не пострадавшие от излишней популярности, но, в тоже время, играющие сердито и амбициозно. Ведь можно согласиться с тем, что не всегда популярные коллективы потчуют продуктом, который удовлетворит абсолютно каждого.
Именно с такими мыслями мне и попалась на глаза работа греческих ребят Inactive Messiah. Вроде бы и название, не блещущее оригинальностью, но что-то заставило меня заглянуть под то, что скрывается под этим именем. Как известно, Греция славится музыкантами, которые не пытаются создавать что-то стандартное и зажатое в стилистические рамки (достаточно вспомнить известную греческую троицу). Оказалось, что и Пассивный Мессия – не исключение. В работе “Be my drug” парни предлагают нам насладиться мелодичным дэт-металом с симфоническим послевкусием (хотя и это определение не является достаточно точным). Получению удовольствия от данной пластинки способствует и хорошее качество записи, и построение композиций и вокальных линий. Следует отметить, что перед нами предстаёт вокальная схема, используемая Septic Flesh - чистый мужской вокал и мужской гроул. Нельзя сказать, что экстремальная манера пения тут выдающаяся, но другая и не нужна, наверное, так как она не перетягивает на себя внимание от музыки. Чистый вокал часто используется в припевах и в моментах, когда необходимо несколько лирическое настроение. Музыка представляет собой взрывной коктейль из качёвых рифов, врезающихся в память соло (к примеру, соло в песне “Hear me tonight”), приятных уху мелодий и симфонических моментов, подкреплённых хоралами. Можно смело сказать, что работа гитаристов заставляет кивать в такт музыке, а иногда даже и позволять себе более смелые эмоции. Барабанщик в нужные моменты нагнетает атмосферу. Приглашённые гости поддерживают и добавляют в неё различные интонации. Клавишные пассажи, акустические вставки также, несомненно, подчёркивают яркость и красоту релиза. Большинство песен “Be my drug” по-настоящему хитовы и выделять среди них лучшие слишком тяжело. Но, всё же, предельное внимание стоит обратить на такие треки, как “Be My Drug”, “Beat It” (кавер на одноимённую песню Майкла Джексона), “Sing”, “Synthetic Show” и “Hear Me Tonight” (среднетемповая баллада). Лирика альбома затрагивает такие темы, как печаль, смерть, жестокость (всё та же "Sing", хотя тут не идёт речь о дэтовой или грайндовой тематиках).
Подводя итоги, можно сказать, что первое сравнение, которое придёт в голову – это сравнение с Septic Flesh. Это неудивительно, ибо аранжировщик оркестровок у этих формаций общий. И те, кто слышали данный альбом, называют парней вторым составом легендарных греков. И пусть последующий альбом не был уже таким запоминающимся, данный релиз дал знать любителям хорошей музыки о том, что ещё есть те, на кого стоит обращать внимание. Поэтому, если попутный ветер становится опьяняющим шквалом, пусть он станет вашим наркотиком. |
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This may be your swan song
I'm waiting for your requiem
Your wrists scared by chains
Blood is running of your veins
Now you'll taste the pain
Electricity, acid rain
Lust now turns to fear
Silted by your own tear
Sing for me now dear
What I whispered in your ear
Sing my dear...
All Your Dreams
Look at me
For a moment
You won't see
Never again
You'll never feel
You'll never see
You will pay
You will hate
All you've done
Now forever
You will suffer
In your heart
All your crimes
All your sins
All your lusts
All your dreams
All your thoughts
All your fears
All your nightmares
Disappears
You thought that weren't enough
Think about it
It's all over
Now it'done
Do you like it ?
Smell the death
Above your dust
Tears of blood
In your eyes
On your lips
Hypnotic poison
In your body
Through your throat
Cutted veins
In your flesh
Destroyed brain
It's a mesh
Violated parts
Of your body
Clawed wrists
Bleeding neck.
Be My Drug
Look into my eyes
What's burning down for you again
What's trapped in ice
Make it melt
Look in these eyes
Dive in the dippest cells of mind
You crawl in my mind
I live in your dreams...
Your tears like rain
It's in my blood, it's giving me pain
Just take me back
Know the way ? Be my drug...
Some pretty faces
And Glowing colors
From crowded places
This violent strings
Are haunting my mind
Are haunting my dreams
Those hands that touched me
And burn my lips.
Synthetic Snow
You see it getting down
You feel it makes you high
You taste it, it is fine
But now you feel fucked up
Illusional lights shine
And mutiply again
Delusional sounds belt
In your ears again
White walls, plastic pipes
Green masks, cyber eyes
Fleshless world now is around you
So cold aura now surrounds you
Distorted virtual objects everywhere
Synthetic, synthetic, synthetic snow
So much pressure
And despair all over
This weird sense
Of insanity
Alone in the void
Everything is hostile
Lancinating sights
Full of humanity
It's burning within, it's burning within,
It's burning within, my soul...
Beat It (Michael Jackson cover)
They told him don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
You have to show them that you're really not scared
You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare
They'll kick you, then they beat you,
Then they'll tell you it's fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it.
Pain
Just appeared like rain
And fell from the sky
Dressed me with drops
And blew me like wind
Transformed my dreams to wings
Took me for a trip
Became her lover
Hidden in clouds
My words like sounds
My thoughts like light
Turn your head up to the sky
Hear me tonight
Make you my lover
Make you a slave
Give you nothing more than pain
If only I could rain
Fall from the sky
Some dressing human withs drops
Give your wings
Make me rain
Become fog
Just to cover you
Just hold my hand
Pain...
Hear Me Tonight
Hear me tonight
Hear me tonight that I'm here and crying
Hear me tonight
Hear me tonight' cause tonight I'm dying
Tried to find you
Like desert begging for rain
Seems you don't want to
But it still do
For I will keep wondering
And when the lights are out
Still you're everything for me
Still you are the whole world for me
If only I could see
Moon reflecting on your dark hair
In your eyes beautiful sea
I travel again my lover
Doesn't matter all the years
Like the first time I saw you.
Before The End
This cold air in my chest
This air that makes me breathless
This cold gun in my hand
This gun that won't stand restless
I'm standing here with you
Thinking six feet upon me
I'm looking now at you
Thinking of wood around me
I can't raise my hand
To blow me away in the air
I can't pull the trigger
To burry me down with despair
I can't release the bullet
To stuck inside my cells
These thoughts are haunting my mind
Just before the end
I'm staring at my hand
Staring at the shining steel
Trying to feel the lid
Release the bullet to my head
I know I won't be missed
One more unobserved absence
Your life will go on
And nothing will have chance
Vapauta laukaise jo...
Lord Of Lies
I shallow now your future
Into my twisted soul
Your escape is a fiction
In a theatric role
I am the lord of lies
The one you always trust
The one who never dies
And never becomes dust
I am the lord of lies
Into my twisted soul
The ones who never dies
in a theatric role
When I invade your palace
Your eyes will have no tears
Your words will never hunt me
I rule your silent fears
Now my duty is done
Before you set me on fire
Let my existence run within fields of desires...
When fire becomes snow
And wings turns to flames
The blood drops will stain
Your masters' angels' dress.