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Dusk Chapel: "Almost Forgotten Experience" – 2005

энциклопедия: Dusk Chapel

Состав группы:

  • Dreamchaser – электро– и акустическая гитары, бас, дополнительный вокал
  • Rain – вокал, программирование
  • Sabbathor – ударные, программирование

Dusk Chapel: "Almost Forgotten Experience" – 2005

Композиции:

  1. The Underwater Lake
  2. Intangible Caress Of The Night
  3. Forge Of Hatred
  4. The Blue Dahlia
  5. Tears Of The Sky
  6. Sick Dreams
  7. Tomb Of Stillborn Hope
  8. April Decay

Лирика

1. The Underwater Lake

There is a lake under water
Beneath the boiling sea
Miles below into darkness it lies
...Cold beyond belief
One look to its shimmering waters
May be fatal for consciousness
For it feeds on human nightmares
To increase its morbid strength
Invisible spirals of terror
Are reaching newborn silent stars
To absorb some kind of cosmic knowledge
That was hidden and sent afar
Etheral mysterious visions
Dissolved in an outer space
Yet unseen... but surely present
Soon to open its large embrace
Far from heaven's light
So far from shore
Take a dive to creepy depth
Take a step beyond the door
All you'll find there
Is a veil of fear
And bizarre emptiness within
Strangest images of a distant past
Are running before my very eyes
They're flashing up and fading fast
Leaving no time to wonder why
Images both dreadful and dear to me
Like a somber sleep without a wake
I have seen my hidden half
In reflection of the underwater lake
Aahh... Giant waves high above
Raging sculptures of water and foam...
But a slaves of tremendous power
Clouds... They are turning to black
Waves are playing with fragile boats
Of those who dares to sail
There are morbid fears and phobias
That survived in almost forgotten dreams
Now rest at the bottom
Underneath these freezing streams
But joys and all possible pleasures
Also subject to find down below in these halls
That lie under water
Temple of mind that has no walls
Its seems like lake is much deeper
Than the sea hiding it from the curious eyes
Where time moves backwards
And the images exist as disguise
Its hard to imagine the creatures
And the ancient chimeras that dwell underneath
These shimmering waters
Of the lake that seems to breathe
Far from heaven's light
So far from shore
Take a dive to creepy depth
Take a step beyond the door
All you'll find there
Is a veil of fear
And bizarre emptiness within
Aahh... Giant waves high above
Raging sculptures of water and foam...
But a slaves of tremendous power
Clouds... They are turning to black
Waves are playing with fragile boats
Of those who dares to sail

2. Intangible Caress Of The Night

I stand before Selena's face
Amazed by enchantment of the night
And night – time birds with unspeakable grace
Are swinging their wings in a flight
Millions of burning eyes of the darkness
Are hypnotizing me night after night
Now I hear twilight's sensual whisper...
So beautiful in its pride
Rigorous winds are blowing with rage
Ripping the leaves off the trees
I feel my spirit strikes out of its cage
Emotions are burning inside of me
Darkness that older than time itself
Consumes remains of the light
The triumph of the night is coming closer
Cold fingers of silence are my delight
When the sky shall finally burst
And flashes of lightning'll deflorate the night
Heavy rain shall fall like a curse
To show natures incredible might
For perpetual twilight I lust
When the moon rides through the blackened clouds
I wish days drown in sunlight's demise
I will laugh as dark descends from above
Glowing disc of sun is divided by
Horizon's line
Traces of light inside the twilight woods
Is hard to find
Forever free from torturing sun
I wait for dusk
To satisfy my unholy greed
And unleash my lust

3. Forge Of Hatred

Riding onto waves of malice
Ever-changing passion of mind
It feasts upon the remains
Of the feeling that's left behind
One's screaming out for mercy
Is unheard in wasteland of lies
Open mind and virgin thoughts
Is a prey to victimize
There's no escape
From emotions within
Before it's too late
Let them out from desolated dream
Walking in the twilight. Now you're alone
The hope you cherished is dead and gone
Wherever passion decays in the ground
Hatred will grow and soon to be found
Slow agony of wounded faith
Turns all disappointed dreamers into cynics...
It hurts but there is no escape
From destiny of non-believer
Try to heal your open wounds
With balsam of hate
Enter world of doom
Through the open gate
Veins are full of venomous scorn
Pumping poison through your heart
Unfit devotion cuts to the bone
But the rush of soul is never smart
Walking in the twilight, now you're alone
The hope you cherished is dead and gone
Wherever passion decays in the ground
Hatred will grow and soon to be found
Filth and devastation of righteous soul
Due to disillusion it takes control
Fate is hypnotizing you with its ravenous smile
You see some malevolence in its eyes

4. The Blue Dahlia

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5. Tears Of The Sky

Waiting within the sombre domain of clouds
It sleeps for a while, long for its time to fall
Here comes the wind, and thunder roars so loud
Mountain and hills, from here they seems so small
Skies give me a smile, I feel the storm is near
Breath of the wind's caressing my skin
Invisible eyes are about to shed their tears
Burst in the skies, I know what it means
Garlands of drops, the treasure is lost and found
They fall everywhere, spreading the scent of the sky
Fulfilling my thirst of powerful thunder sound
I rush into rain, the reason I left behind
Waiting for final strike
Right into daylight's heart
The burden of gloomy clouds
Seems no longer so hard
Clash of the clouds above my head
Everlasting in their confrontation
Tears of the sky are sweet to taste
There is no more fear of desolation
Feast of rain is awaited
After hundreds of scorching days
Roaring sounds of thunder
Spreading for miles and miles away
The soil is refreshed
With this water of life
Unbelievable performance
Still stand before my eyes

6. Sick Dreams

An uninvited but awaken
Somewhere in backwoods of my thoughts
Within my sleep they breed like germs
While dreams of joy are buried to rot
My special friends they have become
Within infinite restless nights
Sick dreams... They rise from mental slime
To rape frustrated human minds

7. Tomb Of Stillborn Hope

How long will last this sickness?
Will it ever end?
Spawn of your own brain is chasing you
Just close your eyes, it will infiltrate
Your serene dreams
Walking within the deepest caves of your own mind
Shapes of dream now takes
Almost visible form
Naked you stand before the host of hypnotic eyes
Take a look around –
Your dreams are prey of worms
DIALOGUE 1:
"T won't close my eyes as long
As I can hold on
Even when I gonna fall asleep
I will do anything to escape your grip"
"You just make me laugh... It's like escaping
From your own shadow"
Hidden fears and phobias from the underwater lake
Coming to the surface until you awake
You cannot take a move, perspiration on your face,
Soon your mind will come back to nightmare's embrace
...Once again...
DIALOGUE 2:
"I sick of these rancid nightmares
They have become an integral part of my
Only riches – my dreams"
"It's no surprise; these nightmares are but a
Reflection of your own thoughts. All fear,
Troubles and anxieties just remind you about
Their existence. You try to bury them, but you
Scared to face them."
"Face them? I do it 24 hours a day"
There's no reason to hide
As you tied up with nightmare's rope
Phobias swarm inside
In this tomb of stillborn hope
Run away... Until you safe
Wake up... Before it's too late
Hypnotic trance carries your consciousness
Your only chance...
You'll finally get it
"Forever free? Where are you actually now?
Don't be afraid to step outside your shelter"
You far away... From what you're scared of
Trying to escape your bitter lot
Martyr of the sanity and darkest thoughts
Living just to run from the sick dreams
How long will it last? You'll see...
Who's gonna win in this battle of mind

8. April Decay

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