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Anachronaeon: "The New Dawn" – 2005

энциклопедия: Anachronaeon

Состав группы:

  • Patrik Carlsson – вокал, гитара, бас
  • Andreas Åkerlind – ударные и перкуссия

Anachronaeon: "The New Dawn" – 2005

Композиции:

  1. The Random Twist Of Fate?
  2. Awake From An Evil Dream
  3. The Plot Thickens
  4. A Secret Revealed
  5. Life Is Only A Matter Of Time
  6. Letter To Nancy
  7. The Light At The End Of The Tunnel

Лирика

1. The Random Twist Of Fate?

Somewhere in a not so distant future

Storyteller:
Six AM, he wipes the sleep from his eyes
Jack is his name, always in shape, physique so strong
Never or seldom he's sick, past 35, though not a wrinkle in sight
Ex international correspondent, though not scarred of this world

Jack: The forest seems calm, but I hear distant chirping
No human in sight, just me and nature

Futher into the greenery I run
Further away from the rays of sun
My pulse is raising with every step
I feel so alive

I feel that I'm not alone
Was there a black van behind that stone?
The sound of feet are following me
but there's no one in sight

Suddenly I hit the ground
Silhouettes surrounding me
A wet rag in my face
brings me dreamless sleep

I could never believe
could never foresee
this happening to me

Just a piece in a game?
Am I going insane?
What do they want from me?

I'm drifting away

2. Awake From An Evil Dream

Jack:
I feel like I'm waking up from a bad dream,
but as time goes by I realise I'm still in it.

Storyteller:
Jack gets up from the ground
the sun annoys his eyes
He remembers a strange sign
on the suits of the perpetrators

Jack: I see tiretracks from a big car
It must have been that black van
The firearms I saw
are exclusively used by the swedish military

Storyteller:
So he calls his childhood friend
Swedish General Fredrik Ben
Jack:...did you write all down?
Please hear with your contacts around

Fredrik: I've heard rumours on the base
Something weird is taking place
I will lay low but I'll look around
Tell the cops what you've found

Storyteller: Jack finds a stingmark at the end of his spine
Jack:I do not see what they would want from me, Am I blind?
Am I BLIND?
When will I wake from this nightmare?

3. The Plot Thickens

Jack: Three months have passed without a word
No authorities believe what I've been through
I've been browsing the web for that sign
I don't know what to do
Storyteller: But like everyday he went online
this time surprised of what he'd find
An article involving a scientist
revealing a photo with the sign on his wrist

Jack: That sign!

It says this DNA expert Ruben is missing
and so is his wife Nancy
The US government are desperate to find them
at any cost

Storyteller: Jack gets on a plane to Nevada
Where Ruben and Nancy used to live
Jack: I need to know what that sign stands for
I can't just sit around anymore

He receives an e-mail on the plane
with info from Fredrik Ben
"Rumour has it that in the States
they have found alien DNA
A source of mine confirms a symbiosis
between the US and the swedish military
He wouldn't say what it's all about
since it is highly classified"

Jack: Conspiracytheories.com
tells more than the media want us to know
In Mexico women are currancy
in the hands of the criminal society
which deliver human eggs
for genetic research technology
to a US corporation called "The new dawn"
Who knows what's created in their factories?

4. A Secret Revealed

Jack:
So now I'm back in the States
It's been long since I called it my home
I want to see where Ruben and Nancy lived
but it feels weird to go there alone

2115 Pearl Rose Street
This is where they used to live
There's something fishy about their disappearance
there has to be more to this

I have to find
the truth that's behind
Can't satisfy the demon
that tears me apart from (inside)
inside of my mind
questions they blind me
I cannot relax till
one of their bodies are found

At least one of them must be alive

I'm so exhausted now
I feel death breathing down my neck
I feel as if I'm being watched,
feeling lost somehow

Storyteller:
Jack got out of the cab
at the end of Pearl Rose street
Ha walked by the scientist's house
discreetly to get a peak

The front door was kicked in
Quickly he sneaked inside
Drawers and desks turned upside down
signs of a struggle left behind

Jack observes a box
with a double bottom
He cracks it open
A letter is revealed

5. Life Is Only A Matter Of Time

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6. Letter To Nancy

"You know I worked for a top secret government unit.
It's true that we found alien DNA.
The goal was to create the perfect soldier by
mixing the supreme genes of mankind with the strong,
but unpredictible alien DNA.
When I learned about the sideeffects I wanted out.

When you read this letter
I'm most likely dead
The things I'll regret most
are the things I never said

They're already among us
appearing as human beings
They may take our planet
but they can never take our dreams

So I wrote this letter
to make sure that you would flee
With the information I know of
it's not safe to be around me

I should've never accepted this job
now I'm in too far, too deep
They are too powerful
and mankind is too weak

Remember me dear, please don't forget
Don't let my memory fade
Maybe we'll meet in a better place
somewhere far from today

Some say our actions echo through time
Mine will echo through eternity
I hope some day mankind will understand
Playing god has consequences, why didn't I see"

7. The Light At The End Of The Tunnel

Storyteller:
Back in his hotelroom
Jack passes out in bed
Words from the letter
haunts the thoughts in his head

Suddenly he feels a blow
to the back of his skull
Darkness feels so inviting
so nice to just let go

(Somewhere in a darknened room with steel walls)

President:
I may look like someone you know
but believe me it's just a shell
My host died before the election was over
No one knew, no one saw, no one could tell

I have injected you with poison
Within three hours you'll be gone

So farewell to mankind
You'll be replaced by our kind
All your flaws soon to be memories
Humanity fragments of dreams

Jack: I'm not ready to die
This can't be the end

So farewell to mankind
We'll be replaced by their kind
All our flaws soon to be memories
Humanity fragments of dreams

We're not ready to die
This must be the end

We're fading away...

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