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Draconian (SE): "A Rose For The Apocalypse" – 2011

энциклопедия: Draconian (SE)

Состав группы:

  • Anders Jacobsson – вокал
  • Jerry Torstensson – ударные
  • Johan Ericson – гитара
  • Lisa Johansson – вокал
  • Daniel Arvidsson – гитара
  • Fredrik Johansson – бас

Draconian (SE): "A Rose For The Apocalypse" – 2011

Композиции:

  1. The Drowning Age
  2. The Last Hour Of Ancient Sunlight
  3. End Of The Rope
  4. Elysian Night
  5. Deadlight
  6. Dead World Assembly
  7. A Phantom Dissonance
  8. The Quiet Storm
  9. The Death Of Hours
  10. Wall Of Sighs

Лирика

1. The Drowning Age

On the shore, lost in our time,
currents are bursting through
From the sky; an aberration;
chimeras' burning you
In the dark; inside the earth
blood runs barren now
See this age, so discolored...
It's breaking down somehow

Our homes are since long deserted –
the planet cries from within
and slumbers still as her child dies
We're hiding from her love

The drowning age no longer waits,
born through hollow eyes
Feel the wind, behold the scourge
come closer and watch it rise

I sit on the vortex waiting for the world to fall;
Stretching through this illusory
empire, gasping for air as another life is written,
as another soul is taken

Nature cast out –
in your eyes a light was flickering

I didn't mean to scare you,
but I miss you...
Catharsis' burning!

Let's bring our gods to the gallows;
A new moon will shine on you
Let's bring our gods to the gallows;
A new light will shine on us all

In aching sorrow I break down
I see despair in what we've become
These chambers of demons full
finally darkens this fading glow

On the shore, lost in our time,
currents are bursting through
From the sky; an aberration;
chimeras' burning you
The drowning age has given birth,
we better unfold our hands
As we weep; then we shall wake
to return the inborn Earth

Our homes are since long deserted –
the planet cries from within
and slumbers still as her child dies
We're hiding from her love

перевод: "Эпоха Погружения" (Elair) »

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2. The Last Hour Of Ancient Sunlight

Black is the sunlight shimmering below;
it flows through life and the guilt we share
Our sorrow, it cuts through the undergrowth,
as we abandon this ravenous Earth alone

The zeitgeist dimmed the surface and seized the soul
Our Mother wept behind the fence,
and we drained her blood, then forgetting her face,
and hide from everyone...

to breathe, to conquer,
to linger, to utilize the ignorant herd

In rapture from nature we divorce,
like orphans by desire,
from this closing light

The bewildered sleep –
the shadowy voyager is lurking;
he's in the flesh of landscapes vaporous
The vacant, untiring Sovran of old...
He's the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil

We took the blood of the earth
and fell in love with death
with life itself as an excuse

Black is the sunlight shimmering below;
it flows through life and the guilt we share

We're hiding in chorus as starry eyes close,
and seasons part in farewell;
'cause we drained her blood, then forgetting her face
to hide from everyone

The bewildered sleep –
the shadowy voyager is lurking;
he's in the flesh of landscapes vaporous
The vacant, untiring Sovran of old...
He's the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil

перевод: "Последний Час Древнего Светила" (Elair) »

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3. End Of The Rope

All the misery you create,
and all the pain you shape...
You are not to blame, my friend.
Somebody filled your empty page.

Shaped as we silently wept,
confined (as) transformation begins.
The table was set and then we slept
as architects of time

So much grief behind the fa ade
and symptoms of certain demise.
We drown in fragrant illusions,
illusions of right and wrong.

We clench to a lustful saint
digging graves on top of our lives.
Stuffed with values til we choke,
I guess we've reached the end of the rope

Through the mist, in the haze,
the impending doom's upon us
The dividing blade of nature
and man severed our callow breath

The sun will set,
set on the blindfolded

The self-appointed guardians
are scratching at my door.
We kiss their venomous lips
and join the hallowed parade.

Flying on paralyzed wings
wondering who we should be
As tyranny becomes normality;
We hang at the end of the rope

Through the mist, in the haze,
the impending doom's upon us
The dividing blade of nature
and man severed our callow breath

The sun will set,
set on the blindfolded

перевод: "Обрывок Петли" (Elair) »

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4. Elysian Night

I am so far away...
You see, I'm nothing without thee
I fall down, down to the ground,
and all alone, I wish that I could go

Drown here with me,
hold me, save me

Are you there, beloved one?
I clench our whisper to the fading
Playing out this frozen dream
to watch me bleed in the sunrise
watch me bleed in the sunrise

Break, can you see how I break,
and still, my world remains the same
Don't die, please stay for a while
This night we'll learn how to fly

Snow is falling from ebon skies
and I see some peace in your eyes
Playing out this frozen dream
to watch us bleed in the sunrise
watch us bleed in the sunrise

I can't go on with the quiet,
to wait until we wake up,
to be gone with the fire
I must go now

Are you there, beloved one?
Will you help me carry on,
and lead me through the sunrise?
Lead me through the sunrise

I can't go on with the quiet,
to wait until we wake up,
to be gone with the fire
I must go now

перевод: "Райская Ночь" (Elair) »

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5. Deadlight

Greed in a cage obsolete
painting colors of old
Victims of culture unfold,
the world sighs once more

Look at us, our eyes are dead;
A gaze of incentives mislead
A deadlight, a whisper
Unearth your face in the mirror

My hope soon to be over...
Take me and lock me in
Throw away the key
I'm beyond all help,
So kill me

Bleed in the cage of deceit,
then; die in the cold
This is the pain you withhold
when the world sighs once more

A treacherous spawn here fester,
holding the future hostage
and dancing restlessly and bare
with the phantom of time

Flies swarm as mouths open
and dead words are spoken.
This room has a foul smell...
There's blood on the walls
and I need to break out

Look at us, our eyes are dead;
A gaze of incentives mislead
A deadlight, a whisper
Unearth your face in the mirror

My hope soon to be over...
take me and lock me in
Throw away the key
I'm beyond all help
So kill me

A screaming silence
hushed beneath the sky;
silence... thrashing the firmament

перевод: "Мертвые Огни" (Elair) »

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6. Dead World Assembly

Ghosts with gentle voices, calling us never to wake,
and we see another nation rising from the ashes...
Soon to unearth what we cannot escape,
as timre draws near for all of us

Make amend, dear tyrant
and be my ominous companion
Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep;
rapt and fitfully chained

Hear the trumpets' sound!
The angels ofdiscord are gathering;
such beautiful faces, such poisonous tongues;
a dead world assembly...

Into the world you brought me,
and after your world you wrought me
with a finger to your mouth
And I lost myself in the sea;
carrying the waves of time
There's nothing to believe,
and you ask me why I grieve

Make amend, dear tyrant
and be my ominous companion
Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep;
rapt and fitfully chained

"Earth raised up her head
from the darkness' dread and drear
Her light fled, and her locks covered with grey despair"
[Quote is taken from the poem "Earth's answer" by William Blake (1757-1827)]

Hear the trumpets' sound!
Our empire stifles and crumbles
This terrible loss will generate us,
gone from this dead world assembly...

Here is the void
Here is the cross we carry with us
through this dead world assembly

перевод: "Пиршество Загробного Мира" (Elair) »

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7. A Phantom Dissonance

The chorus of life has spoken;
past has the child of reason.
Fading through winters' lonely passage
We crawl at the feet of evolution

Some became kings and some became gods
and the rest just followed,
swallowed their freedom and joined the charade
We did not realize we all had lost,
we locked the door and hid our shame
in this environment of fear

A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed,
a dreadful travesty captured and revealed...
Shown under a cloak of loud indifference,
where the human stain kisses the pestilence

Gather for life's final hour
Cold hands reaching for the fire

Some became wolves and some became sheep,
and eyes sown shut governed our frozen
perspective of the world
We did not realize we all had lost,
we locked the door and hid our shame
in this environment of fear

A phantom dissonance;
The quiet storm erupts the eminence...
of sickness born

A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed,
a dreadful travesty captured and revealed...
Shown under a cloak of loud indifference,
where the human stain kisses the pestilence

перевод: "Мнимое Несоответствие" (Elair) »

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8. The Quiet Storm

We stumble through life
shedding the same tears,
forming the same stream,
asking the same questions,
dreading the new day
It's so quiet here,
still violence is speaking;
I close my eyes.

A storm is coming, a spiral of conversion;
broods from the core of our stone wielded luster

Yes, a storm is certainly coming...
feel the surge!
Rapidly we reach for clenched hands to save us

... and we see ourselves for the first time
as the ones we truly are,
as we bleed, as we die!

Hands emaciated folds around our hearts
as we stand in line to leave this life;
To embrace the fear, to wear the crown
of an empire never meant to be

Walking in circles,
reaping the afterglow
A human affliction drowning the undertow

I'd rather understand from where my tears derive,
to accept the sadness of knowing,
and relieving the long lost hope
than pursue the tarnished ways of man.

But we exist here... and we cry at night

перевод: "Беззвучный Шторм" (Elair) »

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9. The Death Of Hours

A closing sanctuary in this shimmering night;
so tired, so restless under an ominous light

I found myself in thoughts of dying,
Shivered in bitter dismay
I see you there; and I wonder why
the silence does not break

Away, please turn away.
In my dreams you haunt me still.
Come, please come my way.
In my life I need you still.

The morrow-winds shall blow no more
So many pale moons ago;
A flower of death did grow

A closing sanctuary in this shimmering night;
so tired, so restless under an ominous light

You found yourself in thoughts of dying,
shivering in bitter dismay,
I see you there; and I wonder why
the silence does not break

Away, you turned away.
In my dreams you haunt me still.
Come, please come my way.
In my life I need you still.

To blossom in the deepest of black,
And thus we die to flower again

"I keep your memory near my heart,
My brilliant, beautiful guiding Star,
Till long life over, I too depart
To the infinite night where perhaps you are."

A rapture through the dirty glass,
cutting myself to behold another spring

So I became the exile, unable to (sustain) love,
smiling at Death and unite with my solitude
to finally turn the blooded page

I pray these tears will end soon,
but you just left me lying here
I wasn't ready for the world...
still, I was thrown in there

перевод: "Смерть Времени" (Elair) »

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10. Wall Of Sighs

(бонус)

Today I lost my way
A circle of light I wept
and this torn curtain sank
a dire masquerade I slept

Empty value rending the afterglow
to witness the birth of the end
Hollow minds, a static lucidity...
I deserve to crawl, I've earned the weight

This cancer cadaverous
Atrocious humanity, breathe...
Breathe through the undertow
where no one is free
And with ashes we build,
'cause with ashes we see
I know dead hearts linger
in a world screaming at me

Last night I found some peace
for a while the angels sang
Last night there was no disease
for a while I smiled again

This cancer cadaverous
Atrocious humanity, breathe...
Breathe through the undertow
where no one is free
And with ashes we build,
'cause with ashes we see
I know dead hearts linger
in a world screaming at me

перевод: "Стена Плача" (Elair) »

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