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Manticora: "The Black Circus Part I: Letters" – 2006

энциклопедия: Manticora

Состав группы:

  • Mads Volf – ударные
  • Lars F.Larsen – вокал
  • Larsen – гитара
  • Kasper Gram – бас
  • Martin Arendal – гитара

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  • Karin Borum – вокал

Manticora: "The Black Circus Part I: Letters" – 2006

Композиции:

  1. Enter The Carnival
  2. The Black Circus
  3. Intuneric I
  4. Enchanted Mind
  5. Intuneric II
  6. Forever Carousel
  7. Freakshow
  8. Gypsies' Dance Part I
  9. Intuneric III
  10. Wisdom
  11. Intuneric IV
  12. Disciples Of The Entities

Лирика

1. Enter The Carnival

Dear Friend,
I have finally found my call.
I shall tour in these landscapes with a circus of old times.
A carnival that belongs to the ancient travelling people of the old continent.
I would like to write and bid you welcome to the show – it is nothing like you know...
but it will surely be something to remember.
I have waited for so long to get to move along and now it is funny how I can feel so small.
I am not going to waste more of your time with my bleak writings and silly rhyme.
I will write you about this fantastic show and maybe in a while you know, my dear friend...
I bid you welcome to the show.

2. The Black Circus

I saw the fluttering worn-out flags in the wind, torn by weather and time,
belonging to the travelling circus situated on a hill in the countryside.
It is calling to me with a silent chime.
The circus is simple in its construction, without a trace of silver and gold.
It is covered in dark silk and ivory, but it's awful, yet awesome to behold.

I was bewitched by its magic as are the crowds that attend...
It is a beautiful sight...
Something urged me forward through the gates...
Those gates that seemed to swallow me...
A promise of horror through a ride so wild.

The black circus made my sanity flow like a poisonous river, leaving a trail of despair,
but it also seems to drag the weakest of souls into its treacherous lair.
Everything I saw and everything I heard I cannot remember, but I shall always fear.
I sense a kind of underlying madness in the thrill of the fair.

In all its majesty, it stands so perfectly.
Reaching from the ground to the sky, from the worm to the crow flying high.
It is the perfect illusion and the ultimate intrusion.
I almost feel like I'm caught in a web like a fly,
I feel so happy that I could die and not give a thought about it...

3. Intuneric I

(инструментал)

4. Enchanted Mind

My friend,
As you visit the mindbender he presents his show in an extraordinary fashion.
"Welcome to my charming stage, feel free to volunteer.
Spectacular hypnosis all for you who are gathered here.
So don't be afraid my friend, all I can steal is your mind...
Seek absolution and you shall find."

He picked a young woman for hypnosis and said:
"Digging in your past I see your secrets now.
All your childhood fears they will surface anyhow.
So don't be afraid to let it all out, the only thing I can do is plant a seed of doubt.
Stare into my eyes, feel your body relaxing and believe in my lies.
Look into your soul, think that it belongs to me and fall into the endless hole."

In an even eerier voice he bellowed:
"I'll take your fantasies into a deep pit from where they won't disappear.
I will alter your brainwaves so you'll never again think clear.
Now, don't be afraid to let me in, all I can steal is your mind."
And so his chant went on and on and on...
"Stare into my eyes, feel your body relaxing and believe in my lies.
Look into your soul, know that it belongs to me and fall into the endless hole."

I stumbled out of the frightening tent and let my mind wander as I ran into the woods surrounding
the circus...

5. Intuneric II

(инструментал)

6. Forever Carousel

My dearest friend,

Standing in the middle of the playground site you see the giant carousel
with a sign saying children come to me.
Awe striking and full of life it surges through the air,
one of many things you'll find to thrill you at this fare.
As electrical power engage you take your seat and enjoy the ride,
round and round in circles you go and move into the light.
The innocence featured on this fantastic carousel makes you ride
the light-shining carrier until they ring the bell.
I hear the children cry: "Mommy, can I go?"

Faster, it feels like this ride will go on and on...
forever caressing your mind, eating your soul till you're blind.
Faster I feel like this ride is forevermore...
Once you try this carousel you never want to stop.

Horses, dragons, demons, you'll feel the magic of the tour as speedy,
merging lights create a dizzying blur in the freezing night.
You won't feel the numbing cold as you stare at the pictures of the creatures of old!

Oh, how the children plead: "Mommy, can I go?"

Come on – let's go faster.
It feels like this ride will go on and on...forever caressing your mind,
eating your soul till you're blind.
Faster, I feel like this ride is forevermore...
Once you try this carousel you never want to stop.

7. Freakshow

My dear friend,

I have visited the freakshow in the circus.
I am appalled at what I saw but at the same time it attracts me
and makes me wonder who is the freak between the spectators and the sad souls performing.
Some of them are amputated, some are mutilated.
They're marked and they're scratched, as if cut by knives.
Others are mentally abnormal and disfigured, but they have no other way to get by in their lives.

Stones and rotten fruit thrown at them are breaking them down day by day.
It's an immense institution of humiliation.
I'm sure the screams of pain and endless disgrace will haunt them forever.
To me it's organised desecration.

But when the curtain finally falls and the crowds recede, the show is over and done.
The freaks of the show are counting their money and fall asleep one by one.
They repress the fact that tomorrow will be another day, so they silently dream away,
trying in their minds to keep out the unease and meet the scoffing, come what may.

Oh, what money can make people do...

8. Gypsies' Dance Part I

While the gypsies dance around on the fairground's down trod grass they grin,
and I can hear their music coming from everywhere as if born from the wind.
Nothing can take away the arousing energy – the men resemble,
nor the beauty of their women, clad in dresses so overwhelming...

I am in heaven every night, when the gypsies dance...

...dancing in small steps, making the gravel jump in a colour display,
reflecting the light of the shiny torches, burning their fuel away.
Thousands of light bulbs illuminate the summer night in eerie shapes that twist
and turn and makes me dizzy with excitement and euphoria.

Oh, to be in heaven... My words are too weak now...

9. Intuneric III

(инструментал)

10. Wisdom

In the presence of a young and mysterious, attractive fortune-teller
I had my future laid out before me in detailed descriptions.
The wind was howling outside, but I felt safe and warm – on this night.
Her emerald eyes shone directly through me when she said:
"When I put down the tarot cards, I look at your desires, wishes and an urge for acceptance."

The interior of her small compartment seemed to melt into the density of the air.
I couldn't help staring into those penetrating eyes.
She took my hand in her own and spoke into the air:
"When I read into the palm of your hand, I see a spark of desire, submission, chaos and
intolerance."

I vanished in the gypsy woman's hazel green eyes... couldn't resist to let her have my inner self.
The eroticism of it all is still a mystery to me.

She had a sad look upon her beautiful face as she whispered to me:
"When I gaze into the crystal ball, I see your secret desires, greed, perfect wisdom, lust and
degradation –
When I look into the crystal ball."

11. Intuneric IV

(инструментал)

12. Disciples Of The Entities

My friend,
The ceiling of the tent is sparkling with diamonds and pearls,
which seems unnatural but explains the visions of another world
through the piercing flash of light that hits me in the eye.
I was afraid, but was told "no one's here tonight to die."
I have seen star maps in conjunction with gates to infinity.
Doors will be opened for the creatures of old mythology,
as ancient phenomena are about to happen within the circus site.
I have been instructed not to reveal a thing to anyone,
but I might just get on with my story.

Between the sawdust and the smell of hay I cannot possibly describe for you
today how wonderful my visions are of life, deriving from this soul devouring force.

If you just knew about the power these people hold in their hands, you would want to be part of
this too.
I'll join the dance that will finally summon them all from far beyond the gates.
Do expect my letters to be fewer and shorter these days...

Between astonishment and smell of fear I can't describe for you
in this letter here how incredible our visions
are of the power emerging from this ghostly soul devourer.

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