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Crematory
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| 1 | Bequest Of The Wicked 01:04
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| | 2 | Eyes Of Suffering 04:08
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| | 3 | Deformity 04:41
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| | 4 | Never Forgotten Place 04:38
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| | 5 | Hall Of Torment 03:44
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| | 6 | Reincarnation 05:43
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| | 7 | Victims 05:15
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| | 8 | Through My Soul 05:02
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| | 9 | The Way Behind The Light 05:42
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| | 10 | Bequest Of The Hallow 02:23
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| | Total playing time: 42:20 |
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Gerhard "Felix" Stass - vocals
Lothar "Lotte" Forst - guitars
Katrin Goger - keyboards
Heins Steinhauser - bass
Markus Jullich - drums |
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All songs written by Crematory
Produced By Torsten Hartmann
Engineered And Mixed By Gerhard Magin
Recorded And Mixed At Commusication Studios In Feb.-Mar. 1993 |
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| 2. Eyes Of Suffering
Conception full of illusions - But eyes filled with pain
What yesterday was still today - Is tomorrow against away
The suffering from other life - in the new built within
From mistakes will be learn - But reached stolen mind
As is to be death in life - And lifed for the |
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Бесполезное дело - оценивать классику. Эх... Сложная тяжёлая музыка с брутальными риффами и замогильными клавишными - они были первыми, кто задумал смешать чистейшей воды дэт-метал с соответствующим утробным гроулом (который, к слову, с годами так и не ушёл из их музыки) и просто убивающе мрачной атмосферой. Клавишные тут не сделали музыку легче - похоже, что музыка звучит на порядок брутальнее многих коллективов, их ровесников, играющих дэт старой школы. Никаких компромиссов, никаких споров - чистый и качественный саунд для того времени. Дебют Crematory - дебют стиля готик-дэт метал, да и просто великолепный альбом. |
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Первые альбомы даже самых великих групп отнюдь не всегда становятся шедеврами. Виной тому может быть множество причин: отсутствие условий для качественной реализации, недостаточная техническая подкованность музыкантов, наконец, многие группы далеко не сразу находят свою нишу в музыкальном мире и перебирают множество стилей и направлений, пока не найдут свое. И последнее как раз относится к дебютнику Crematory.
Если абстрагироваться от «исторического» значения «Transmigration» в становлении столь выдающегося коллектива и рассматривать его таковым, какой он есть сам по себе, то нужно сказать, что «Transmigration» - это классический среднетемповый (иногда замедленный) дэт, отличающийся от своих современников лишь использованием синтезаторов (пока еще, как правило, корявых, плоских и маловыразительных). Это еще далеко не те фирменные крематоровские клавиши, безошибочно угадываемые и создающие неповторимый стиль группы. Пока это лишь нащупывание в кромешной темноте дэт-метала своего, как впоследствии окажется, кардинально отличного стиля. Пока же это хотя и достаточно качественный, претендующий на оригинальность, но все же достаточно пресный, несколько однообразный и явно уступающий коллегам (пока еще коллегам) по цеху дэт-метал. Так что пока ХОРОШО. И уж поверьте: для первого альбома ХОРОШО - это хорошо.
P.S. Пожалуй, лишь вторая композиция альбома «Eyes оf Suffering» приоткрывает перед нами завесу, за которой нас ждет всем нами привычный и легко узнаваемый Crematory… |
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Or is to be insanity from sorrow - Or from trouble insane
The life is a child play - But no game for children
The eyes of suffering-The eyes of suffering
The eyes of suffering-The eyes of suffering
In the eyes of suffering - You lifed for you death
In the eyes of suffering - To know more as words and mind
Many times ago - Your rotting flesh feeled away
Your corpse full of holes - Lying in a small coffin
Your soul leaved away - Your bones to fall to pieces
A dinner for maggots - remaining dust to stay
From mistakes will be learn but reached stolen mind
As is to be death in life and lifed for the death
Or is to be insanity from sorrow or from trouble insane
The suffering from other life in the built within
3. Deformity
Caught in lifeless flesh
Screams of my fear that no one hear
Pain of my thought that no one knows
The yearning to death that I feel
Alone with myself
Despase and reject - Retired from normal life
Hear my cry - Hear my agony - See my blood
See my dreams - Feel my hate - Feel my vomit in your face
Look that makes me kill
Voices that laughs about me
Conceptions that ignores me
And feets that kicks me away
Caught in a body - A body of punishment
The angel of incorporeal souls have punished me
But the end of this torture are so far
Hear my cry - Hear my agony - See my blood
See my dreams - Feel my hate - Feel my vomit in your face
Caught in lifeless flesh
Screams of my fear that no one hear
Pain of my thought that no one knows
The yearning to death that I feel
4. Never Forgotten Place
Glassy eyes - Empty remains
Dead voices - Broken dreams
Irresolute souls - Self destruction
Narrow coffin - Beautiful Grave
Black flowers - Bloody tears
Hopeless minds - Senseless words
Rest peaceful - Deep sorrow
Silent hearts - Impenetrable fog
Long shadows - Rest peaceful
Lonesome greeting - Violation melody
Glassy eyes - Empty remains
Irresolute souls - Broken dreams
Self destruction - Senless words
Silent hearts - Impenetrable fog
Lying six feet under feeling fine
Lying six feet under feeling fine
It's a never forgotten place -
Where I'm lying
It's a never forgotten place -
Where I'm lying
It's a never forgotten place -
Where I'm lying
At the never forgotten place
5. Hall Of Torment
The death corpse composed behind
In the dust of their self
To Terminate another life
A further obligation to make
Wounds of memory for ever to stay
The hall of souls are the hall of pain
Reward through a successful life
Punish through a painful life
A waiting soul for each new life
The deliverance to penetrate into nirvana
How much life need for all to know
Or is to be a punishment about our mistakes
To life with it
To understand what is it
Is the source the life - Is the source the death
The hall of torment to know more but they feasting
Is the waiting room for souls
Torment - Unknown - Pain for fear
Torture - Yearning - Waiting for deliverance
The question of existents
Reality or dream
I can see your pain in my dreams
I can smell your screams in my dreams
I feel your fear - Your fear for my dreams
6. Reincarnation
He is coming back...
Another body another face but same soul
His former life is filling up with hate and pain
Many people dying through his hands
Uponing to tortured
Uponing to tortured
And agonized with blood
The calling was to the dead ones always ahead
After the death given a new life
The punishment you taken for mistakes
His old corpse is rotting away
And smelling decomposed
Reincarnation - A new life
Reincarnation - The same way
His old corpse is rotting and decomposed
The punishment for mistakes is painful
Imprisoned in a deformity body
The deliverance out of this life
Is-the-death-imprisoned-deliverance-the punishment
His old corpse is rotting and decomposed
The punishment for mistakes is painful
Imprisoned in a deformity body
The deliverance out of this life
Is-the-death-imprisoned-deliverance-the punishment
After the death given new life
The punishment you taken for mistakes
His old corpse is rotting away
And smelling decomposed
Reincarnation - A new life
Reincarnation - The same way
Closing your eyes for off you prophesy
And ignored your mistakes
Agonized and murdered - Let your propelling the push
Look-forward-of your-new-birth
7. Victims
Soon I feel the power
Surging through my soul
I feel a hatred deep and pure
No bloodshed could console
Now the change becomes me
My terror grows within
And as I scream for vengeance
I start my life of sin
Seeking out my victims
Laughing at their pless
What care I when I am
The victim of lycantropy
Suddenly I sniff your scent
Your blood smells so sweet
I lust to feast upon your heart
And on your raw red meat
Springing from the shadows
I'm ripping out your brain
Your body flails in torment
And thrashes from the pain
Springing from the shadows
I'm ripping out your brain
Your body flails in torment
And thrashes from the pain
Seeking out my victims
Laughing at their pless
What care I when I am
The victim of lycantropy
Next time heed the warnings
When night comes soon
Don't ever walk into wood
Beneath the full white moon
8. Through My Soul
Through my soul I can life forever
The sense of death is the escape of life
But I'm neither angel still devil
No ghost - No human being
In the maze of torment rules fear and pain
The priest of doom guard above
In the maze of torment rules fear and pain
The priest of darkness guard above offer dead corpse
In that can die eternal
In realm of souls - I sorrow for new life
Through my soul - I can't die
Through my soul - Let me alone
Dooms day near - revenge is here - mirrors broke
Soul in hope - Soon i'll be death
Trough my painless soul I can life forever
The sense of death - In human sacrifice...
...sacrifice... sacrifice... sacrifice...
9. The Way Behind The Light
Your soul leaved the body
And searched for his definition
Walked along a endless passage to open the gate
Behind the door you saw a light which magical attracted
In glaring shine stood a throne out of stone to carved
There sat a shape of darkness to stretched the hands against
And says:
"Take my hand
To my land
I show you the way
Take my hand
In your thought
Now you are free"
It's the way behind the light
Waiting for another life
It's the way behind the light
Circulation of mankind
Walked along a endless passage to open the gate
Behind the door you saw a light which magical attracted
In glaring shine stood a throne out of stone to carved
There sat a shape of darkness to stretched the hands against
10. Bequest Of The Hallow
[instrumental]