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Shadows Fall
« Fallout From the War »
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1 | In Effigy
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| 2 | Will To Rebuild
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| 3 | Haunting Me Endlessly
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| 4 | Seize The Calm
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| 5 | Carpal Tunnel
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| 6 | Going, Going, Gone
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| 7 | Deadworld
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| 8 | This Is My Own
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| 9 | December
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| 10 | Mark Of The Squealer
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| 11 | Teasn', Pleasn' |
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Brian Fair - Vocals
Matthew Bachand - Guitar/Vocals
Jonathan Donais - Guitar/Vocals
Paul Romanko - Bass
Jason Bittner - Drums |
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The record's sessions were again produced and mixed by longtime friend Zeuss,
at Planet Z Studios in the band's home state of Massachusetts.
This album is meant to be a companion piece to 'The War Within' containing six
originals songs written during the sessions for that very album.
'Deadworld' is a re-recording of an old bonus-track. The bands first recording
with the drummer Jason Bittner.
'This Is My Own' is a reworked track from 'The Art of Balance' sessions, with
some new vocal harmonies and a few twists and turns.
The cover songs show the history of the band and where they drew their main
influences from. |
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| 1. In Effigy
You will never give the power
To the powerless
Your ideal has grown
Far beyond your control
Can you ever find yourself again?
Your vision's distorting
Knowing it will never end
Can't see through your eyes
Can you imagine what is only
One step away?
The potential is wait |
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При всей моей нелюбви к подобной мозгоразрушающей музыке этот альбом произвел на меня довольно положительное впечатление. До его прослушивания вам может показаться, что это очередная однообразная порция death-thrash-metal-core-безобразия, которое стало очень модно в последнее время. Однако, как говорится, не на того напали. Первый трек под названием «In Effigy» сразу дает понять, что этот альбом заинтересует вас своим разнообразием. Чего только не собрали здесь воедино Shadows Fall: и жесткие риффы в стиле modern metal с традиционные трэшевыми запилами, и красивые гитарные соло, исполненные на высоком техническом уровне. Не забыли также музыканты добавить и элементы других стилей. К примеру, в процессе прослушивания создалось впечатление, что изначально они играли в стиле олдскул death metal и только в процессе существования эволюционировали к более модным веяниям. В общем, на этой пластинке вы найдете для себя всего по-немногу от death, thrash и metal core. Причем вся эта красота приправлена соусом отличного качества и профессионализма, а также отдает лёгким оттенком прогрессивности. Послушайте, не разочаруетесь. «Fallout From The War» - отличное добавление к вашей музыкальной коллекции. (Диск предоставлен компанией Mystic Empire)
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Just beyond your grasp
Can you ever find yourself again?
Your vision's distorting
Knowing it will never end
Can you keep fighting on and on?
This false me will burn
In effigy
This false me will burn
In effigy
It's so easy to relax
And watch from afar
It's so easy to give in
To this complacence
Can you ever find yourself again?
Your vision's distorting
Knowing it will never end
Can't see through your eyes
2. Will To Rebuild
Unleashed upon the shores (rain of terror)
The latent power unveiled
A cruel reminder (of our weakness)
Of our vulnerability
We will rebuild
We will rise
We will rebuild
We will survive
Survive
Inner strength will always (never falter)
Overpower your neglect
Turn your back on us (the abandoned)
And we will rise alone
Stranded and forgotten
A blind eye turns away
Another failure for the fool
Submerge the image
The spirit shines through the deepest of waters
3. Haunting Me Endlessly
Choking in the grip of suspicion
Trapped beneath the sword of absolution
Escape is impossible
Indulge yourself in ignorance
Blocking out the sun, turning in the breeze
Hung high above in a noose of sympathy
What has become?
The seeds I've sown
Still haunting me endlessly
Escape is impossible
Indulge yourself in ignorance
What has become?
The seeds I've sown
Still haunting me endlessly
Thy will be done
All I've been shown
Is still haunting me endlessly
Choking in the grip of suspicion
Trapped beneath the sword of absolution
Through the souls of ages
This deceitful elevation
Collapsing into rages
From corrupted meditations
Indulge in the pleasures of the fallen
Give yourself away
4. Seize The Calm
The shimmer of understanding
Grasping to maintain
The cold touch of chaos
Are you in control?
On the edge, how did it come to this?
As we stare into the abyss
This world will only be
A pleasant lie or bitter truth
Somewhere buried deep within
Is a light that forever shines
On the edge, how did it come to this?
As we stare into the abyss
On the edge, on the precipice
As we stare into the abyss
Seize the calm
It holds more than life
Fading
Falling
Weightless and shameless
5. Carpal Tunnel
Spit your words with fury
Tear your way beneath the skin
Infecting with doubt
A useless web you spin
What is it you hope to gain from this?
Nothing
What is it you hope to prove with this?
Nothing
Hidden away from view
You start your fires
The child who became king
Of the jackals and the liars
Breaking you fingers
Silence your voice
Breaking your fingers
You've made your choice
Words cannot be weapons
If they leave no mark
Pathetic attack
With no bite and all bark
6. Going, Going, Gone
Smashing, always forward
Leave nothing in your path
Shortsighted and indifferent
To what lies ahead
Reckless abandon (chasing your tail)
Blinding ambition (you learn to fail)
Winning a race
No one else began
No rest for the wicked
Winter calls again
Crawling, gagging (chasing your tail)
Battered, bleeding (you learn to fail)
Rip it up and tear it out
It weighs heavy on my soul
Confront the stranger
Staring back at you
Twisted reflection
In the looking glass
Tear it out
How could you let it fall?
The strain of climb leaves you empty
7. Deadworld
Drowning yourself in a world of lies
Wandering lost, until the ego dies
Perceptions been tainted by your lack of free will
We have become what we once most feared
The brilliance of the light's been dulled to grey
Denying our souls of the most noble truths
Trapped within and blind by youth
We must end this wicked game
Mourning a dead world
Empty life of relentless shame
Mourning a dead world
See through what's been taught to you
Mourning a dead world
Breathe in life and seek the truth
Mourning a dead world
As progress paves the forest and paints the sky
Cities rise like caner, rive of life is dry
Spirits of ancients will then awake a rise
The seal is broken, final sign of our demise
Awake and rise
Redemption fires
Burn the lies
Redemption fire
8. This Is My Own
9. December
[Only Living Witness Cover]
(In the) Darkened shroud of morning
Simplified in face and stature
Blessing in the storming
Sweetness of a subtle feature
Alone and safe inside
Without worry, with out knowing who's
Been cast aside
Twisted down, escape to rest
I will writhe in my December
These crafted understandings
Smother citadel defending
They'll miss a motive is cast together
(The) comfort, effort in the end
Alone and safe inside
Without worry
Who's been kept alive
Without knowing
Learned, learned I love the air here
And I learned, learned I love the roar in my ears
I satiate this urge of mine; I substitute the urge to hide
Alone, alone and safe inside
10. Mark Of The Squealer
[Leeway Cover]
11. Teasn', Pleasn'
[Dangerous Toys Cover]