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Summoner: "Summoner' Sign" – 2002

энциклопедия: Summoner

Состав группы:

  • Giorgio Beltrami – гитара
  • Stefano Magni – клавишные
  • Massimo Corbani – ударные
  • Paolo Cattaneo – вокал
  • Luca Ciusaniat – бас
  • Igor – гитары

Summoner: "Summoner' Sign" – 2002

Композиции:

  1. The Maskplague
  2. Tears I've Shed
  3. Summoner' Sign
  4. Vicious Fruit

Лирика

1. The Maskplague

A long river is running towards the sea
Into the waterbed all the woods left their leaves
See the passion bleeding it drags the blood everywhere
So I spend what's left in a unexplored path

Of wistfulness I'm the witness still blind
Of infinity corns I'm the breeder in the night
And homewards where no one belong
I'm drowning into a fallen splintering sun

Damned my way
Weak is my mind how should I try
To polish my name
And revenge the shame?

Screaming in the silence awake when it's the dark
In the hole of my emptiness I will climb till the stars
On my fate there's a witchcraft that mystifies me
It's scarfing my face pain for what I never made

Written in a mirror made stronger than stone
You can hear the story of my heart the story of this world
Tales of the poetry from a book of ancient rime
Calls in the void to discover new light

Lost on my way
Weak is my mind how should I try
To polish my name
And to revenge the shame?

I want reborn free out of this maskplague
In this twilight time I want break these chains
Buried alive in world with no light
Where everything fade fast in death

Clean all my sin
Wash up these lies
The only way
If I could turn back time

Until the day
They damned me
Until the crime
I never made
Betrayed by gods
Sky help me now

Until the day
They damned me
Until the crime
I never made
To make the dawn
Rise up on my head again

2. Tears I've Shed

It was a dream
Of November night
There was a light
That ravished my time

Glory dead lies
Madness is bleeding
Into my mind
Whispering softly to my heart
Shadows of pastlife
Now 're returning
Through my veins
Burning infection into my blood

What I've made
Turned down to me
This is the price I have
To live
Rotten and scorn
Now I feel
Pain is flying around
My wings

In me I cradled a dream
Crashed, broken
In me I've killed my dream

The quiet before the storm
Omnipotence fallen above
The terror is growing inside
I'm afraid of my time
The moon shines upside
Full bride waiting in the sky
But fate have changed my life
In a never-ending cry

How many drops
Are in the sea
How many tears
I've shed to see

3. Summoner' Sign

Banished indistinction
Damned in endless oblivium
Nurtured by honey of Gods
Concealed in a mysterious shroud

Inexorability of loneliness
A way bolted by a grille
Superstition masquerade the truth
Of a never asked gift

Endless string of a damned life
From the sorrow of scaleskin
In a path paving by hellish omens
Wandering alone to feed hatred
Fallen from the glorious ride
Like a thunder it shocked the grind
After the world division
To reconstruct the lost harmony

Hand stigmatised
A line that cuts the fate in twice
Settled by dragon scale
Hand stigmatised
Roaming in darkness a man will rise
With the summoner' sign

A tribute of blood a trick of legend
Slandered in void of ancient tales
A breathe faded in aerated blaze
A man now comes to revenge the shame

With a legacy of golem, living artefacts of stone
To sweep away the falsehood
In a broken scenary of creature lost that now return
A worshipped saviour

4. Vicious Fruit

A filamentary essence of evil
Dances alone in winter stage of shadow
Enthralling gaze
Of seduction's age

A windsome daughter, her father is a devil,
Wirepuller of motherly creation
Smelled out
Of macabre blend

From the emptiness of skies
Rises the worst of the nightmares
From the loneliness of lost time
Like an insane arcane portrait
Born the queen of all the crimes

Translucent words that turn the water in ice
Fly over the line that divides cradle from grave
To give the reason
Of an hermitage

In fading dream given by night
A shriek cuts the cold air in twice
From the hole of a fornace
A spirit lives

A vitreous ghost
In the mist of liftover of Gods
A vicious fruit
Of incestuous birth

Crept out of obscure rhyme
From the blank verse of vice
Engraved by tortured hands that crossed
The death's oath

Lost words return to change the world
A prophecy from the void
Everything fade
When the stars fall below

The uninvited guest so close
That you can feel his rotten breathe
Frozen like a razor's edge
That seeds everywhere the death

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