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LOVE IS DEAD
Album "Love is dead" recorded, mixed and mastered 2005 at WildSound HSt.
In a record took part:
Oleg Angel - vocals
Alex Ignatov - guitars
Vlad Hangman - guitars
Sergey Dukhanin - bass, keys, drums
Additional:
Polina Bodryashkina - female vocals in "Wizard's way"
Vlad Ratte - guitars in "Tornado"
All words by Oleg Angel
except "Wizard's way" - words by Vlad Ratte
Environments. (Intro)
(Music: Dukhanin)
When the Evil hatched out of the shell
His amorphous head turn to hell
And his sons populated the lands,
And the brand emerged on every hand.
The wind overturns pages of days...
New miracle of today -
Man in shape of the monster
Stretch to me the hand
And Evil will not die...
Wizard's Way.
(Music: Ignatov, Dukhanin, Angel)
I have been damned by God,
I have been rejected by people.
I hated the world
And I went to hell...
But I began to walk
To the Wizard's way
Through a fire and smoke,
Through a universe pain...
And the elemental spirits
Rescueed my life...
The people was my tributary,
But they were not this!!!
And I went alone
To the Wizard's way.
On this road
I have met my death...
...Now I'am suspended above fire,
The tongues of a flame are licking my heels...
...Oh! I shall die, but you never will
Forget my shouts and damnations...
Tornado
(Music: Ignatov)
Heavy clouds in the North.
Wicked unlive power
Proceeding from the earth.
Evil's gate and black towers.
Snow tornado is carried forward
Away from the Castle of Mist
Like mortal steel dart
Feeling a bloody feast.
The cold is creeping to your house.
They are inhabitants of dreams, archetypes of fear.
You will not rescue neither a pray nor gold.
Look at the North, they're drawing near.
Snow tornado - it's my brother.
Snow tornado - my blood, my flesh,
Butcher cutting one by other,
The black lash, the fury slash.
Shadows is rushing over the town.
In their eyes reflects the steel.
In the sky are whirling bloodthirsty crows.
My army goes to kill.
It's my revenge for the dead witches,
My revenge for your blaze,
My revenge of a parody to God,
To the one who has set of faces.
The bloody flame of day departs away.
Ravens torment a corpse. Total decay.
Deathly - pale roses in the turned black hand.
Misty light wraps up my land.
The song of the dead child
Flies above deserted fields.
Guardian angel weeps over body.
...Sunset...Snow.
Too late to remorse.
Fire Of Hate.
(Music: Ignatov, Dukhanin, Lichosherstov)
Crazy dance of bloody shades.
Death observes from opened gate.
All of fury of my heart
Met in a steel dart.
The hellish fire flashes.
It lives to disrupt,
To tear to pieces your flesh,
To add poison to your cup.
Burn, burn fire of hate!
Burn fire of fate!
Burn so as a lacerate, burn!
Burn fire of hate!
Flame and blood,
Smell of steel,
The pleasure by revenge,
The thirst of kill.
Death observes from opened gate.
The wind sing a song of hatred!
A wolfish covey hurries to meet to dawn.
Die damned spawn!!!
Die!
Stone - Blind.
(Music: Hangman)
Faceless demons torment my soul.
Bitter honey and tears in my bowl.
Monsters and nightmares around me.
Horology is anodyne for me.
Cold feelers of the night
Is stealing my mind.
Poor jester for mankind
I quite alone and stone - blind.
Monstrous face of the blindness
Look at me from the darkness.
Seven black wells, seven eyes of hopeless.
Tear my eyes!
What for they in the darkness?!
Tear my eyes
In the darkness of blindness!
Give me your hand,
Feel my awful brand.
God forgot his fold.
IТm terrified and cold.
Setting without the stone
On finger of the crone.
IТm jester for mankind.
Tear my eyes be so kind!
Love is dead.
(Music: Hangman)
Let reality burn out afire.
I have an only one desire:
I so want again fall asleep
And stay here for keepsЕ
Dawn burns out in your eyes.
Your lips slide along my neck.
My blood is sliding along your lie.
Sharp fangs is laying a track
To the black heart.
My blood on your hands.
Your body is trembling from the wish.
In the moonТs radiance
Your whisper it seems devilish.
But love is dead, itТs true isnТt?
Love is dead. Only a black eagle
Is whirling above her splinters.
Spiders wove a shroud
For our love. Take it!
Look: my heart is dead!
Tell, you also feel the dread?
Love grew into ashesЕ
Ashes of last flash.
Love is dead, itТs true isnТt?
You live under my skin,
In my memory and in my veins.
I feel a smell of dead flowers
And my heavy cold chains.
No, this is a dream,
This is a seething stream
Of your phantasms.
ItТs only mine phantasms?
Love is dead, itТs true isnТt?
Re-—reation Of The World.
(Music: Ignatov)
Day is coming to the end.
The last seconds like a black sand.
Fiery tongues of the sky
Are licking human lands.
The flame is devouring a shrine.
The wind is drawing dead lines.
I'm standing in the middle of the withered field
And the wind is burning to ashes my flesh.
House fragments, tombstones of the walls.
The black sand strew between my fingers.
The sky put on the funeral mask.
The world is going to pieces.
Earth has washed in the blood
Of the new - born lamb.
The blood is the drug for the earth's skin,
The paint for a portrait of the truth.
...3000-th year. Poison sea.
The name of a new king is Fear.
The burning sun above the desert.
Mutants colony living yet.
Blind fish in the black water.
Live or die - what does is matter?
Last convulsions of the world.
In the dying body soul has been sold.
The genius of the human mind self - exalted
By means of re-creation of the world,
By means of respiration of the nuclear wind
And total self - destruction.
The infant with synthetic skin
Is burning in the rubbish pit,
Insane carnivorous stars
Drift in a stream of shit...
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