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Dead Silent Slumber: "Entombed In The Midnight Hour" – 1999

энциклопедия: Dead Silent Slumber

Состав группы:

  • Jens Rydén – все инструменты, вокал

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Jensa Carlsson – вокал на "In The Glare Of The Moon"
  • Mattias Holmgren – хор на "Reborn By The Seed Of Death", "In The Glare Of The Moon".
  • Ulph Johansson – лидер-гитара на "Smell The Incense", "Entombed In The Midnight Hour"
  • Andreas Johansson – лидер-гитара на "Smell The Incense"
  • Maria Hamrin – виолончель на "Entombed In The Midnight Hour"
  • Ann Åkerman – вокал на "Entombed In The Midnight Hour"
  • Christer Bergqvist – лидер-гитара на "Blood Collapse"

Dead Silent Slumber: "Entombed In The Midnight Hour" – 1999

Композиции:

  1. In The Glare Of The Moon
  2. Reborn By The Seed Of Death
  3. Smell The Incense
  4. Entombed In The Midnight Hour
  5. Blood Collapse
  6. Raising The Suicide Chalice
  7. Lick The Wound

Лирика

1. In The Glare Of The Moon

The rain slowly wets my face
as I pass through the cemetery gates
Shadows licking every move I make
enshrouding the earth where I walk
The sound... The spinechilling sound
of owls howling in the night
Yes, they sang for me

For me they chant, speaking in tongues
Preaching for my restless soul
Choirs as if from the abyss itself
A dirge of celestial creeps
Through the night this opus was heard
as a symphony of the dead

In the glare of the moon

The winds kept embracing me
Filling me with its decay
As I fixed my eyes on the moonlight tombs
in ruins surrounded in black
These catacombs, these distant graves
almost seemed to glow
Closing in as they called for me

I bowed in front of the tombstones
I observed their ancient shape
The nocturnal breeze grew stronger
and so did the howling of the owls

I turned around and read the epitaph
and so my blood froze cold as ice
There my name was engraved
I saw it clear, in the glare of the moon

Lurking in the darkest of shadows
away from the unbearable light
Something was watching and slowly approaching
With eyes of fire and a breath of death itself

Punctured lungs and pierced through the heart
It slit my throat as I gasped for my final breath
Drenched in blood, completely drained
and as I fell to the ground I beheld this creature of the night
But when my soul arose to join the night,
claws of death pulled it back, in the glare of the moon

In the glare of the moon

[metal vocals by Jensa Carlsson of persuader:]
In the glare of the moon – I drank the blackest blood
In the glare of the moon – But my eyes remained obscure
In the glare of the moon – The night filled my lungs
In the glare of the moon – And so I was reborn...
...in the glare of the moon

2. Reborn By The Seed Of Death

Scratching on the wooden lid, inhaling the coffin air
Slowly opening your eyes,
just to see the blackness of the grave
Dead, but breathing... just silent creeping
From within, the sound of a devilish voice
hissing, whispering, speaking to thee...

Rise from the grave
You are blessed from the scythe of the grim reaper
From now on you shall walk by his side
to spread the plagues of pain and suffering
For him their souls
For you their blood and the pleasure of dread
Leaving the remains for the earth and the worms...
...and so you are blessed – Reborn by the seed of death

Your pulse grows stronger... Pounding, beating
Chiming like the bells of hell, as if the veins shall burst
Something grows deep within, some infernal embryo
Like a spawn of a demon, of a devil,
of Satan himself, constantly repeating...

Rise from the grave
You are blessed from the scythe of the grim reaper
From now on you shall walk by his side
to spread the plagues of pain and suffering
For him their souls
For you their blood and the pleasure of dread
Leaving the remains for the earth and the worms...
...and so you are blessed – Reborn by the seed of death

Aeons of death and iniquity
Carry this inheritance throughout the evolution
The lid slams open as the earth gives away
Behold this night, this starclad night of resurrection

Reawakened in pure depravity
Reborn in immortality, in endless sins
Baptized in the ancient ones' blood
You are a spawn of a demon, sent back to life

Reborn by the seed of death

And in the horizon the silhouette of a man is dancing
Swinging his cloak in ritual moves,
holding a scythe raised to the sky
And from his throat comes the words...
...as if reading your mind...

Rise from the grave
You are blessed from the scythe of the grim reaper
From now on you shall walk by his side
to spread the plagues of pain and suffering
For him their souls
For you their blood and the pleasure of dread
Leaving the remains for the earth and the worms...
...and so you are blessed – Reborn by the seed of death

3. Smell The Incense

When twilight falls over the wastelands
where the tombstones are overgrown
When fogbound clouds embraces the moon
and the stars are shining so bright

You shall dig in the name of the lord
Unchain the powers you've been longing for
Stain the earth with the holy blood
Until the ceremony's complete

Outnumber the living
The dead shall rise and smell the incense
Unholy resurrection
The dead shall rise and smell the incense

Like weed from hell
the crypts emerges from the ground
The carrions trembles and opens their eyes
and crawls out from the tombs

Eat, devour the human race
Feed upon mortality
Behold and watch as they resurrect
Deliver this gift to mankind

Outnumber the living
The dead shall rise and smell the incense
Unholy resurrection
The dead shall rise and smell the incense

The night vanishes slowly
but the mist of horror remains
Countless generations are now awake
to infect the earth with this plague

The soil is black and shall so be
for a thousand years to come
Life and death is united
it all is now the same

Outnumber the living
The dead shall rise and smell the incense
Unholy resurrection
The dead shall rise and smell the incense
...smell the incense!
...the dead shall rise! Rise from their graves!

4. Entombed In The Midnight Hour

Twelve chimes echo from beyond
Mixed with whisperings from the coldest of winds
Saluting the birth of the darkest hour
The time when spirits are flying free

The circle of candles is lit
Evocations are spoken by twisted old lips
Summoning of the ones who cannot be named
Invoking the souls of the dead

Entombed in the midnight hour
The awakening of the dead
Entombed in the midnight hour
Rise and walk the earth

Coffins are lowered into the ground
Mud and earth is torn down and closes the graves
Blood, blood is poured in ancient signs
As abysmal storms brood beyond the trees

The chantings drown in the howling winds
The candles are quenched by whirling restless souls
The ground trembles as more blood is spilled
The coffins open from within

Entombed in the midnight hour
The awakening of the dead
Entombed in the midnight hour
Rise and walk the earth

The dead have risen from their graves
Awakened by the souls of the ancient ones
The fog of death sweeps across the land
to consume the earth

Reborn in the midnight hour
We all shall resurrect
Reborn in the midnight hour
We all shall walk... consume the soil...
the dead shall walk the earth

5. Blood Collapse

Sinister – unholy conjurations
Raises black daggers in the dim candlelight
Rhapsodies – chantings in the night
Words of ancient wisdom, remembered
Open gothic shrines containing human blood
glimmering crimson, liquids of death
Yet unaware, but soon to detect
as these shrines are now burning to ash

Sulphuric acid flows down the sculpture of clay,
dissolving, corroding it's smooth shape
as skin's dripping from the boiling ravaged flesh
Veins implode in convulsing jerks,
torn as strings which snappes like limbs
Blood collapse – the enigma of melting within
– the essence of death invoked

Burning blood – and shriekings far away
Erosion of the organic tissues inside
Curse of death – inconceivable affliction
Physical leakage by bowels defunct
Bodily deformity
Mutilation of the shattered torso bursting of the strain
Corporal infection, like poisonous injection
An excavation through pus and flesh and bones

Sulphuric acid flows down the sculpture of clay,
dissolving, corroding it's smooth shape
as skin's dripping from the boiling ravaged flesh
Veins implode in convulsing jerks,
torn as strings which snappes like limbs
Blood collapse – the enigma of melting within
the essence of death invoked

In the unearthly arms of voodoo
Fiery powers unleashed and cast upon you
Scorching deathspells
and soulconsuming spirits nailing the heart

Putrefaction sets in but the eyeball's still see
Beholding this rapid decay
Flesh and bones crumble into dust
and buries the final decomposing bodyparts
in the reeking ashes
Ceremony – the curse is complete
The blood of the victim has collapsed
One again – the unholy preparations
for another ritual has begun

Sulphuric acid flows down the sculpture of clay,
dissolving, corroding it's smooth shape
as skin's dripping from the boiling ravaged flesh
Veins implode in convulsing jerks,
torn as strings which snappes like limbs
Blood collapse – the enigma of melting within
the essence of death invoked

6. Raising The Suicide Chalice

Staring on the golden chalice, watching deep into the
black boiling water inside
In trance you beholds it's swirling dark majesty
as the past flashes before your eyes
Final thoughts written on the parchment
A last memorandum for the living world
A silence quite as the grave spreads within
and unites with the inner emptiness

So sharpen the blade and open your veins
Lay the noose 'round your neck and dive into death

Drink from the suicide glass, kiss the venomous lips
Enjoy the taste of death – Raising the chalice!
Inhaling the fumes from the reeking juice,
This is what you chose – Raising the chalice!
Drink, let your soul set free, with a smile you'll see
The false eternity – Raising the chalice!
Now it's time to close your eyes and swallow your pride,
Take the final step – Empty the chalice!

Sip and you will exit this life
and enter the abyss beyond
As rigor mortis sets in, your mind will rise
escaping this useless host
Just a gulp away, it's just to swallow
and then you will feel
Fell how the pain of life
is slowly being drained

So tear your veins, kiss your wrists
With stainless steel you shall end this misery

Obliteration – the perfect solution
Suicide, the ultimate sacrifice
Mix your tears with the blood and get it over with
Finis malorum – life is complete when you die

Drink from the suicide glass, kiss the venomous lips
Enjoy the taste of death – Raising the chalice!
Inhaling the fumes from the reeking juice,
This is what you chose – Raising the chalice!
Drink, let your soul set free, with a smile you'll see
The false eternity – Raising the chalice!
Now it's time to close your eyes and swallow your pride,
Take the final step – Empty the chalice!

...and as you weep and falls into eternal sleep,
drowning in it's nothingness...

Drink from the suicide glass, kiss the venomous lips
Enjoy the taste of death – Raising the chalice!
Inhaling the fumes from the reeking juice,
This is what you chose – Raising the chalice!
Drink, let your soul set free, with a smile you'll see
The false eternity – Raising the chalice!
Now it's time to close your eyes and swallow your pride,
Take the final step – Empty the chalice!

7. Lick The Wound

Count the stains
Read your sins within the blood
Caressing the scorched flesh
Desolated and helpless
With your forsaken soul
crying out in agony

Your lacerated eyes
Gazes straight into death
And the throbbing red stream
keeps ebbing as you stare...

Heading for death
Meet the void beyond the gates
Forever burn in the purgatory
Bloodcurling whisperings
from your lungs, throat and lips
Take my hand and I'll spare your soul
Follow me through eternity
Come to me, I'm bleeding for you

Lick the wound – let the black blood flow in thee
Lick the wound and feel the rush as life begins again
Lick the wound – to be blessed by the hand of death
Lick the wound, to feel the rush as life begins again

Wrists torn open wide
Pulsating erupting veins
As if the wine of life itself
You shall seek unto it's well

Feast upon the blood of the dead
A gluttony in demonic seed
Suck until the very last drop
Drink, swallow, quench your thirst
A desire deeper than passion itself
Join with me in a crusade for blood,
an everlasting orgasm of ecstasy

Feel the hunger within, feel the ancient lust
Drying veins crying out in pain
Lick my wounds and become one with the night
In the ageless obscured infinity
Close your eyes and greet immortality
Greet the demons' cold embrace
The touch of death shall awake you
let the carnage begin, my veins are open for you

Lick the wound – let the black blood flow in thee
Lick the wound and feel the rush as life begins again
Lick the wound – to be blessed by the hand of death
Lick the wound, to feel the rush as life begins again

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