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 С таким расчудесным названием о коммерческом успехе в России этим шведам можно даже и не мечтать. Впрочем, вполне возможно, что они считают себя «тру» и о такой ерунде, как продажа дисков в экзотических странах, вообще не задумываются. Я бы, правда, к тру-блэку эту музыку отнести не решился – уж очень качество записи хорошее, так что прослушивание “Orularis Infernum” превращается в сплошной праздник для ушей. И как «викинг-блэк» я бы тоже Bloodsrit описывать не стал, несмотря на уверенный тон пресс-релиза. Одной-двух среднетемповых композиций с ощутимым влиянием Enslaved все-таки слишком мало, чтобы считать этот альбом викинг-блэковым. Впрочем, это не мешает считать его хорошим. Очень достойная работа, в меру интенсивная, в меру агрессивная, в меру разнообразная и в меру мелодичная – почти эталон блэка без клавиш. Жаль только, что в 2003 году такой музыкой уже никого не удивишь – все это уже было кем-то сыграно. (Диск предоставлен компанией Adipocere Records) |
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The icon of the Earth’s destruction lies
Engraved in the heart of us all
Tragedies to come
Creation undone
Dark horizons
Prophecies foretold
All the forms of life
Has come to pass
Lost in seas of boiling blood
The icon of the Earth’s destruction lies
Engraved in the heart of us all
2. Secrets Unveiled
In the poisoned veins of my being
Lies infinite wisdom and secrets unveiled
Injected, knowledge of the earth consumed
Inhaled, the dust of an angel inside me
At dusk I fell from grace into infinity
Into the shadows of a dark divinity
Led and guided by the unlit stars
Drifting with the furious winds
Solitude, inside myself I am the ruler
Insanity, within my mind I crushed all faith
You may call me legion, ‘cause inside these
Mortal walls of flesh – we are many
At dusk I fell from grace into infinity
Into the shadows of a dark divinity
Led and guided by the unlit stars
Drifting with the furious winds
As shadows risen from the dust of heaven
The cure against reality
We rule the kingdom of my mind
A blurred abstract fantasy
Solitude, inside myself I am the ruler
Insanity, within my mind I crushed all faith
You may call me legion, ‘cause inside these
Mortal walls of flesh – we are many
3. In Dark Silence I Die
The ravens head turns,
The moon is in his eyes,
Releases his spirit in hollow cry,
He spread his satin wings,
My heart enters his midnights;
My spirit melts into the moon...
Into the dark
Lay open my life the raven cries,
Red rage at all that I have seen,
Dark sorrow at that I have missed,
Slow melting spirit folds swiftly into the mist
The ravens head turn,
My spirit in his eye,
Opens satin mouth,
He cries your spirit is mine,
In dark silence we left,
I die!
He spreads his satin wings,
My heart enters his midnights,
My spirit melts into the moon,
Dark silence...
I die
4. Dying Breed
On the altar filled with flies
Lies the corpse of Jesus Christ
Branded face, expressed in fear
Open wounds with steaming blood
Fills the son of God
Odious Jesus, swindler priest
Feeble Christians, dying breed
Snake of Eden, spawn of sin
Bites the hand of the two-faced king
Crucial moments of despair
Drooling blood whilst saying prayers
“Save me father” Jesus weeps
Drowned in noise from ringing steel
Odious Jesus, swindler priest
Feeble Christians, dying breed
Faith that is bound to a shimmering sky
Now make way for the evil sign
Blow the horn, call antichrist
Father Satan, send your son
5. The Rape Of Vestal Purity
To see you bleed
To hear you beg for death
To sense thy anguish
With fear and despair
Thou filthy angel
That has fallen from the skies
I am thy judge, jury and executioner
Angel of purity – there is no god to save you
Sodomized – embraced in total death
Demonized – no god would ever want you now
Sacrificed – cloaked in the death of all life
By the wings thou art crucified
Humiliation and agony
Thy prayers will forever stay unheard
No hope for mercy, nor hope to be reborn
Damned
At last thou shalt find the glory of the dark
So spread your wings
Angel of impurity
Under thy great shadow
All life will fear thy wrath
6. I Sorg, För Syndens Saknad
Vid mitt sinnes dunkla källa ni resa er här, giver liv
Åter skönjas dess svartnande sfär
Ty den mark valt att vandra under sol hällen kär
Har i tidslöshet mättats utav blodspillan kärl
Voro sorgen blott helgad utav dödsrikets värn
Återkom aldrig längtan efter gravritens färd
Likt den gryning ni bedja att åter få finna sin flärd
Finna avgudan fäste i vart hjärta som ännu lär
Ty med stålklingad vrede som i blodsrit funnit törst
Bringas renhetens dygd i det sinne som en gang Kristi ord se störst
Inom var själ ryms den skugga soma v hat lärt sig gro
Så sank eder fana, ni herrelösa flock...
Jag äro svuren att hata, era falska profeters hopp
I sönderfall vi segra, i sönderfall vi härska
7. Infernal Reign
8. Rulers Of The Desolate Lands
Night cast its shadows
To fiercely rule the desolate lands
Feared creations reborn at night
Bringers of despair and devastation
Lead thy legions forth!
Embrace the world in melancholy
Oh, night of beauty... I admire thee
Choke the flame of heavenly love
Drown the sun in everlasting fires
Drown the sun in everlasting hate
Yet... everything will end
Nocturnal silence, shattered and lost
Slaughtered by daylight
And my search for hell is a circle of chaos
Neverending...
I curse all light while I cut living flesh
Holy blood leaves my being
I spit upon the gift of god
God, my final breath...
... An abomination thrown at thee
9. The Glorious Rise Of The Flames
In far distance
I behold thy flames
Consuming the creation of God
Thou appear in might
In the shape of a burning dragon
So rise impending doom
Unleash infernal hell
Upon the mountainside, we do stand
Greeting thy raging fires
Ruler of the roaring depths
Embrace us!
Once was hope... dreams and laughter
Lay to waste all that is held dearly
Smell of sulfur,
Stench of death
Failure of humanity,
Victory is ours to come
At the dawn of the apocalypse
Nothing does exist
We hail the glorious march of thy flames
All beauty will be found in death