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There are many names for the place I'm in
It's a different kind of hell
There is room enough
But too many stairs
No one asks and no one tells

With each door you pass,
Another set of traps revealed

All I know is the light
of lanterns hanging from the trees
and the sound of the heart
that beats to keep me here

And then the darkness falls
(It always does for the likes of us)
Stripped of voice and thought

I'm handing in my guns now
I will stop slipping away like sand between your fingers
For better or for worse,
I yield to you

I will lay my armour down, claim the hunger and the words that were always on my mind
Any triumph breeds defeat
Any blessing holds a curse but for once I won't let go

This is where forever opens
This is where all flesh is grass
This the mask and this the virgin
This is where it falls apart

Holy mother, triple goddess
Dream and death through blood evoke
Through your womb we bleed and burn and now:

Каковы слова королевы на троне?
Злоба и великолепие, холод под камнем -
вот ее обещание.

Что за имя подарка, что она преподнесет?
Бессонная дрема под ее крылом -
вот ее обещание.

Blood to bind and love to damn me
Formed in clay, the fire has made me faceless
Torn to shreds, but I`m still standing
Never sleeping and never blinded

Sweetness taken from me in the moment I misspent
All good ripped out from me and the silence never ends

So now the bringer of unease has reappeared
He has dared to show his face within our walls
His visage hidden in the mouldy earth and his fingers in the waters I had calmed
His intrusion is a presence in the air and the fire is a nuisance to our hearts and he's showing off the secret little thoughts we kept apart

And then the trap will spring
Nip our heels and make us bleed
Just as we found our ease pops a monster out

I know that death hides in my eyes
And screams from my song
I've left the bright lights
Left for the river without bridges
Slow and silent:
In it's waters I can dream of peace
I know of no hope
Down and into the flood will be my way

Sleep, take me now and never let me wake
Still in your hands, in you're kingdom I'll be yours to break

Sleep, I am tired
I have blundered on to a path where I don't belong
Still in your land, I'll be safe from where I could go wrong

Promise me a silver dream

Spelling my name in analogies
Pulling your eyelids down
Over my silence, over your blind eyes
Building myself an anomaly
Building with breaking hands
Shutting the noise out
Driving the nails in
I have no name

Remake

Here I am in Necropolis
Run my fingers down my spine
Beneath my feet a thousand ruins
Coming here in my own time

Here I am and here I'm staying

Useless words and scattered earth
Wring that neck for what it's worth
Curse the flood and hate the sun
I will see the damage done

Plague holds this land, flooded with milky tears
Life dripping from their eyes
Burning their hearts to sleep

Обидка, но одна из самых крутых по-авангардному прогрессивных групп Норвегии оказалась за рамками не только Мирановского выпуска, но и внимания металлической общественности в целом. Именно поэтому вы сейчас впервые видите этот альбомец в своей ленте, если не подписаны на прогрессивный Емьюзик (если не подписаны, но видели, то вы молодец, съеште плюшку). Что печально, но что поделать, Madder Mortem - не Аксл Роуз, чтобы каждое их телодвижение сопроваждалось жёлтой прессой в духе Rock Hard, Rolling Stone или Metal Hammer.

А теперь по существу - альбом достаточно нестандартный, чтобы понравиться любителям всей той странной херни, которую Миран любит освещать в выпусках, и в то же время достаточно умеренный, чтобы понравиться нелюбителям вышеназванной странной херни. Хочется выделить дикую вокалистку, обладающую самым агрессивным женским чистым вокалом который я слышал. Очень крутая прогрессивная музыка, которую я, естественно, очень рекомендую.

01. Blood on the Sand
02. If I Could
03. Fallow Season
04. Pitfalls

When the time and the place is not my own
I'm okay just as long as you are around

It's just like Eden's door is ajar and desolation's peeking out
Coiled like a snake lies the shadow of a doubt
that gnaws at the roots of my heart
and dismembers my peace

I am so sorry. I've made amends
I've kept my peace and bent my neck
I know the pattern, I know the sound
and I have twisted it around
The chance to speak passed me by
Remaining frozen in dead time
Honesty stripped of its meaning
I would not hurt you again

Silence has already spoken
They have all failed to hold their chairs
Shame left its print on their faces
Muted and perfectly there
And so am I

Rust, cleansing in harm

Nothing can turn me now
Come the terror, come the turmoil
Close over breath and bones
On the tide will flow
Rivers of vibrant life
Come the fever to the dead soil
Stream with my dormant dreams
On the tide will flow

Like a rolling tide
Like a gentle slide
nears the point where you and I converge
I won't have you say
that my wilful ways
is a vast new land just now emerging

You know what I am

The traitor's mark
I see myself through read, dead eyes
I make myself this prison
For Babylon the time has come
This time I'm sure you'll listen

This is the day
(A given word)

There's a man far from here
who made sure to stay well clear
of taking hold or letting go,
always choosing not to know
But then his bridges burned
Sometimes still he stops and turns,
listening to open skies
for broken words and severed ties