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Arise
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1 | Strangled Love 05:18
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| 2 | Stains Of Blood 03:34
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| 3 | Another World To Consume 05:24
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| 4 | Kings Of A Cloned Generation 03:45
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| 5 | Corroded 03:12
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| 6 | Way Above Life 03:50
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| 7 | Nuclear Ray Infected 04:07
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| 8 | Stick To The Line 03:38
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| 9 | Master Of Gravity 03:32
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| 10 | Demons In White (Japan Bonus Track)
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| 11 | Wasted Life 05:00 |
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Erik Ljungqvist - vocals, guitars
L-G Jonasson - guitars
Patrik Skoglow - bass
Daniel Bugno - drums |
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Recorded in StudioMega during september and october 2002
Produced and mixed by Christian "Bullen" Silver
Mastered at Digitalfabriken by Kenneth Svensson
Sleeve artwork & design by Niklas Sundin / Cabin Fever Media
Band photos by Patrik Skoglöw |
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| 1. Strangled Love
Fake comfort, the devastating kiss of death,
fake love, bitten by the deadliest snake.
Broken hope, you played me like a marionette, crushed dreams, I've been
sleeping with a queen from hell.
Solar eclipse, to blind to see what had yet to come, a needelsharp lie, you
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О да, лавры In Flames не дают спокойно спать юным шведским музыкантам, ежегодно пораждая на свет десятки похожих друг на дружку как близнецы групп, и тем приятней иногда приходить в музыкальный магазин за очередным кругляшом, потребовать что-нибудь из Melodic Death, и разгребая стопку дисков, вкратце прослушивая их, наткнуться на весьма интересные, незаурядные работы. И одним из таких открытий для меня стал шведский коллектив Arise. В первую очередь порадовало то, что
группа, исполняя Melodic Death, не брезгует разбавлять его Трэшом и "классическим" Дэтом, а временами проскальзывают откровенно хэви металлические проигрыши. Каждая композиция по своему хороша, альбом не звучит как одна долгая композиция, песни не однообразны, они весьма драйвовые. И неплохо запоминаются. К единственному минусу можно отнести лишь то, что на некоторых вещах группа немного напоминает In Flames. А так, в принципе, альбомчик получился сильным, конкурентоспособным. Так что твердой 8 он заслуживает. |
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2-ой по счету альбом шведской мелодик дэтовой группы, однако играют они в несколько более жесткой манере нежели их соотечественники.
Материал на альбоме жесткий, быстрый, но очень мелодичный и запоминающийся. Красивые соляки, плотные гитары, сильные ударные, низкий скрим, иногда переходящий в гроул-раскаты не оставят равнодушными поклонников позденго Carcass, Arch Enemy и Callenish Circle.
Лирика отдает нынешним Hypocrisy в плане инопланетной направленности и представляет собой недобрые обещания алиенов человечеству.
Качество записи отменное, вокал и все инструменты стоят на своем месте, ничто не вылезает вперед.
В целом, очень грамотный и цепляющий альбом молодой группы. |
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Chorus; Strangled love, in the distance you fade away,
strangled love, you fire your gun at my face.
Cold sweat, another sleepless night, waiting,
maybe this will pay a reward.
Rewind and erase, I wish that I could start again, facing forwards, but all
I see is the end.
[Chorus x3]
Strangled love, in the distance you fade away,
strangled love, you fire your gun at my face.
My... life in pieces, I cut myself on the remains, guilt... for what I have
not and what I could have done.
[Chorus x2]
Strangled love, in the distance you fade away,
strangled love, you fire your gun at my face.
Strangled love... Strangled love... Strangled love...
2. Stains Of Blood
In your hands there's a newpolished "45, it boosts your ego and the trigger
makes you king, innocence can't cut the troaths of your victims, in your
head there's a plague released by your, evil "I".
[Chorus]
Just take a look in the mirror, you'll see yourself with horns,
a man not too unfamiliar, but you have not seen him before.
Oh... your hand are dirty, the stains of blood will never leave.
In your past there's a little boy who wets the bed, picked on for life.
But the time has come for a bloody revenge, your parents went first to taste
a bit of your newfound pride, the world will pay and you'll walk the streets
with your head held high.
[Chorus]
Just take a look in the mirror, you'll see yourself with horns,
a man not too unfamiliar, but you have not seen him before.
Oh... your hand are dirty, the stains of blood will never leave. Oh... your
hand are dirty, the stains of blood will never leave.
What a plan, you never meant for this to happen, you never understood why
you got the gift to make them die, nothing from the past can make the future
live again, hospitalized!
The troopers didn't care for your life.
[Chorus x2]
Oh... your hand are dirty, the stains of blood will never leave.
3. Another World To Consume
We have gathered specimen for ages, the genetic structure of earth, our work
is nearly complete, we have the maps and where to begin.
We have technology far more sophisticated than you can ever imagine.
You still don't believe, but we made a mistake in 1947.
Chorus; You fools! You believe it's a lie, you don't know that you're all
about to die, you dismiss it like it's science fiction, the time has come,
your time is up.
Your time is up...
We can now begin our recreation of earth, to suit our needs, another world
to consume.
[Chorus x2]
You fools! You believe it's a lie, you don't know that you're all
about to die, you dismiss it like it's science fiction, the time has come,
your time is up.
We got earth, wind, fire and ice, all we need now is a human life.
Our machines are constantly online, awating the perfect one.
We have operated well hidden from the world, maybe it's time to oncloak our
ships, a grand welcome, a celebration, while you watch our cannons take aim.
[Chorus x2]
You fools! You believe it's a lie, you don't know that you're all
about to die, you dismiss it like it's science fiction, the time has come,
your time is up.
Your time is up...
4. Kings Of A Cloned Generation
-Dad, I want you to make me one. I'm feeling restless and bored.
-Sure son, I'll give you a private whore, but don't come asking for more.
[Chorus]
Designed perfection to suit all demands, bred by my hands to obey my commands.
Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne,
kings of a human creation.
Can you make me another one, I'm already tired of the first one.
Let me have my own kingdom of slaves, to be the puppeteer who pulls the
strings.
[Chorus]
Designed perfection to suit all demands, bred by my hands to obey my commands.
Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our throne,
kings of a human creation.
Pain... built in our DNA. I will stand among the gods, what has been made
can easily be unmade.
[Chorus]
Designed perfection to suit all demands, bred by my hands to obey my
commands. Inherit the throne, king of a cloned generation, let's inherit our
throne, kings of a human creation. Inherit the throne, king of a cloned
generation, let's inherit our throne, kings of a human creation.
5. Corroded
You accomplished nothing and now it's to late, you chose wich game to play
and now it's game over.
[Chorus]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is
corroding and the torch is ready to burn.
You try to understand what is goin on, try to open your eyes and move your hands.
The bright light is hurting your eyes and yet you think that you are still
in the real world.
[Chorus x2]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is
corroding and the torch is ready to burn.
Absolute silence, so god damn cold, your life is history but the world grows older.
Your life flashes before your eyes, you see your body floating away.
[Chorus x2]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is
corroding and the torch is ready to burn.
6. Way Above Life
Electronical a future failure, biomechanical life for hire.
In our minds there's something missing now, though our bodies look exactly
the same, in our veins runs no blood no more.
Hydrolic pumps keep the machinery at GO!
[Chorus x2]
It's way above life, look at the beast that you have bred.
It's a beautiful child... yet it's biomech.
Electronical a future failure, biomechanical life for hire.
A bidding price for optimal complexity, mechanical child we will never see it grow.
A faster race don't try to hide your number.
Oh, don't you know that your life is not real.
[Chorus x4]
It's way above life, look at the beast that you have bred. It's a
beautiful child... yet it's biomech.
7. Nuclear Ray Infected
This was once a beautiful place, but now it's dead, we killed it long ago.
With dusted eyes and dry mouths we are trying to survive.
We're exposed to the nuclear sun, can't breathe in the sour air and all
water is almost gone, the earth has been dried out. We are the last species
left, our planet laid to waste.
With dusted eyes and dry mouths we are trying to survive.
[Chorus x3]
There is a virus spreading in my veins, it's to late to cure me.
I'm mutating anyway, contaminated, nuclear ray infected.
It's to late, we can't turn the time back.
8. Stick To The Line
Breathing fire, our hollow eyes are blind.
These poisoned wells are keeping our throaths dry.
We seek freedom while we hang in chains, can't think clearly.
We've got splinters in our minds.
[Chorus]
We run because we don't know how to hide, the sun sends flares into
our eyes.
It is suicide to walk out of the line, only headless beasts will come back
alive.
[Chorus]
We run because we don't know how to hide, the sun sends flares into
our eyes.
We got rats chewing on our bones, pushed to the ground, stabbed in the back.
We're not able to make any restistance, once again we're nailed upon the cross.
No more lies... humanity dies.
9. Master Of Gravity
Late hours, in the bleak flourocent light, a glimpse of the future.
Icarus succeds, the laboratory's cleansing, quiet calm.
Reality seems far away and drifting further.
[Chorus]
I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.
I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of
reality.
Long hours of experiments on my body, an attemt to shake the history of
science.
[Chorus]
I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.
I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of
reality.
Lost... in my fictionary mind, a freak to the world and my wings has been cut.
My wings has been cut!
[Chorus x2]
I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.
I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of
reality.
10. Wasted Life
A poisoned tongue, home of perverted lies.
Bloodfilled lungs, exhausted by your lust to sacrifice.
Religion, wield the axe of god, release the beast and it will your prey.
Hate, it drives you. Hate, controls your fate and keeps your life in pain.
Power, released by your misleading gods, (a) servant, but high above the rest.
Only one don't need a sect to conquer, expose my flaws and you will bite my
head off.
[Chorus]
Life, wasted life. In your life, pain is all there is.
Your faith in god will be the knife in you heart, resigned.
You're chained to your belief, give up! Leave your twisted bible, kneel at
the altar.
I'll relive you of your head.
Hate, it drives you.
Hate, controls your fate and keeps your life in pain.
[Chorus]
Life, wasted life. In your life, pain is all there is.
Hate, it drives you.
Hate, controls your fate and keeps your life in pain.
[Chorus]
Life, wasted life. In your life, pain is all there ever was.