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В 2005 году из состава именитых шведов Entombed выпал Ульф Сенделунд - постоянный участник группы, годом позже за ним последовал и ударник Петер Стярнвинд. Восполнение кадровых потерь было решено лишь частично - Алекс Хеллид взял на себя все гитарные обязанности, а на место барабанщика позвали Олле Дальстедта. Примерно идущий в том же ключе, что и предыдущие две работы, "Morning Star" и "Inferno", новый полноформатник оказался последним для группы на данный момент. Насколько хорошей вышла работа, ставшая относительно неожиданно для самих дэтстеров, лебединой песнью коллектива?
В первую очередь следует отметить смену звучания на более дэт-металлическое, от сырости отказались в пользу возвращения элементов старой, шведской брутальности. На диске изменился и вокал Ларса-Йорана Петрова - он вернулся к манере более привычного и глубокого полугроула. К былой загробной технике вокалист уже не прибегает, его хрипящий вокал достаточно легко разобрать. Касаемо музыкальной части, то новый барабанщик стучит чуть менее уверенно, чем оба его предшественника, ударные сбивки представляют собой стандартную работу и сильно обделены оригинальностью. Хеллиду же не нужно доказывать, что он умеет играть на гитаре, качество игры не позволяет накинуть камней в его огород. Совсем другой разговор - качество исполняемого материала. Относительно прошлых работ, музыка на "Serpent Saints" является, пожалуй, наиболее скучной. Риффы по большей части влетают в одно ухо, и едва задерживаясь в мозгах, вылетают через другое. Нет и каких-то по-настоящему интересных фишек, за которые зацепилось бы ухо, а на банальных переборах на клине далеко в плане неординарности не уедешь, что уж там, этого едва ли хватит чтобы тронуться с места. Соляки также не радуют яркостью. На первой стороне, если не считать, пожалуй, открывашку, нет хитов - песни достаточно слабы. Особенно это касается невнятного набора терминов и названий из времён дэт-андеграунда "Masters of Death" и следующей за ней пьесы "Amok". Во второй половине хитовость материала слегка повышается, так же уменьшается средняя длина песен. Отсюда стоит, пожалуй, выделить "The Dead, the Dying and the Dying to Be Dead" и "In the Blood". А вот "Ministry" показалась чересчур панковской, что почему-то не заряжало энергией, а лишь раздражало на протяжении трека. Лирическое наполнение альбома - другой явный минус альбома. Юмора тут сильно не хватает для, казалось бы, содержащего иронию в своём ДНК жанре дэт-н-ролла (хотя последнего тут не так много, в принципе). Слишком много пафоса и слишком мало креатива вложили шведы в слова. Хронометраж у альбома стандартный, но наполнение банальное, поэтому у неусидчивых даже эта 41 минута может стать небольшим испытанием.
Если сравнивать эту работу, ставшую в дискографии оригинальных Entombed замыкающей, с остальным творчеством группы, то можно заключить, что новый диск не остаётся в выигрыше. Да, музыка ступила чуточку назад, звучание группы стала ближе к корням и "старому доброму" дэту, но данный альбом показывает, что эта схема далеко не беспроигрышная - качество материала всё ещё играет высокую роль. За весьма мощные треки на позициях 1 и 8, а также за местами интересные риффовые решения, а также за то, что альбом является последним, моё скромное мнение будет выражено шестёркой. Однако в других условиях данный скучноватый полноформатник мог бы схлопотать и пятерку из десяти. "Serpent Saints" - определённо не триумфальный финальный аккорд группы и точно не тот альбом, с которого следует начинать с группой знакомство. Хотите открыть для себя Entombed после пика олдскульного шведодета - обратитесь к славному "Morning Star". |
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Princes of the world
Black angels of the herd
Part of the system
No way we ain't
We are serpent saints
The little bit of you that got away
Reason lasts but for a while
Kill like it's going out of style
And with a price upon her head
Your mother starts to kook like bread
Sons of the morning
Princes of the world
Black angels of the herd
Part of the system
No way we ain't
We are serpent saints
Redeem the lost tribes
I was buried alive
In the age of disgrace
Waiting to be saved
With lies in the blood
You will never see the day
Rise from the grave
You serpent saints
I'm the bit of you that got away
With the world at your feet
Control alternate delete
And when it's time to thin the herd
Make ten amendments to the word
Sons of the morning
Goddess absurd
Black angels of the herd
Part of the system
Hell no we ain't
We are serpent saints
Sons of the morning
Gods of the worm
Black angels of the herd
Part of the system
Hell no we ain't
We are serpent saints
Living and dying
We are serpent saints
Cheating and lying
We are serpent saints
Killing and crying
We are serpent saints
There's no denying
We are serpent saints
2. Masters of Death
(Guests vocals: Killjoy of Necrophagia)
Mannequin mannequin
They're all the same
Deathstrike said so
Hallowed be thy name
Morbid Angel
Napalm Death
Filthy Christians
Hold your breath
Knights in Satan's Service
Masters of death
Deathlike silence
Head not found
Dark awakening
O...underground
Worldwide trading
Stormtroopers of Death
Sons of Satan
Godly Being
Black Breath
Knights in Satan's Service
Masters of Death
Knights in Satan's Service
Listen to the Seasons of the Dead
Necrophagia
Repulsion
Masters of death
Killjoy Go!
You can't kill
What's already dead
You can't
You can't kill
What's already dead...
...Slowly We Rot
Let the Darkness Descend
Darkness is living in me
Helping me see
Be all I can be
Whole, Hey! Ho!
We are Satan's people
I love it like you love Jesus
It does the same thing to my soul
Hey! Ho!
I got a life-long love for
The occult...tlucco ehT
All hell's still running thru me
Permanently
Guiding me when the bell tolls
Hey! Ho!
We are Satan's people
We love it like you love Jesus
It does the same thing to our souls
Hey! Ho!
We got a life-long love for
The occult...tlucco ehT
The occult...tlucco ehT
Dynasties in blasphemies
The devil is smiling still
Thru Symphonies Of Sickness
and Pleasure To Kill
Knights in Satan's Service
Masters of Death
Death and Sodom
Flag Of Hate
Mental Funeral
Vomit, Sindrome
The Truth, Beyond The Gates
Unseen Terror
Human Error
Angel of Death
Dethroned Emperor
Venom, Possessed, Motorbreath
Knights in Satan's Service
Masters of Death
Knights in Satan's Service
Listen to the Seasons of the Dead
Necrophagia
Repulsion
Masters of death
Knights in Satan's Service
Masters of Death
Xecutioner
R.A.V.A.G.E.
3. Amok
God is away
It's business every fucking day
You wanna say
Well, I don't give a fuck
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
You're running out of luck
Amok
Yeah, God is away
It's business every fucking day
You need to pray
I don't see you first
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
When you're about to burst
You wanna hurt me
You wanna bite my cock
You're gonna make me run amok
You wanna see me dead and buried
You better think again
I am the one your daughter married
And I don't play pretend
God is away
It's business every fucking day
You wanna say
Well, I don't give a fuck
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
You're running out of luck
You wanna hurt me
Well, I throw the first rock
You can't touch me - no
'cuz I will run...
Amok
Amok
Amok
You are running out of luck
A moth will find light
Fuck and feed
High on power
Firestorm greed
You wanna see me dead and buried
You push a lot of luck
And now you gonna say you're sorry
Well, I don't give a fuck
Needless to say
I am the one that got away
You need to pray
I don't see you first
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
Damnation of the cursed
You wanna hurt me
Well, I throw the first rock
You can't stop me
'cuz I will run...
Amok
Amok
Amok
Godforsaken listless fuck
Amok
Amok
Amok
You are running out of luck
Now!
4. Thy Kingdom Koma
Far from grace
At the end of a delusion race
Big black mass, waste
Every bit of dignity
Successfully erased
Now let the kingdom come
And it will come undone
Dispatch another bastard son
Eliminated like the last one
Atheistic pleasure dome
Moral black hole
Perverted freedom
Obliterated innocence
Defloration of the soul
You want it - fan the flames
You need it - fan the flames
You have it - fan the flames
This is the church of the constant bliss
Ministry of nemesis
Sacrifice and kill in peace
Perverted freedom reveries
In a godforsaken whirlpool of sin
Ecstasy of suffering
Where bastard sons of godless whores
Sail the seas of no remorse
Atheistic pleasure dome
Moral black hole
Perverted freedom
Obliterated innocence
Defloration of the soul
Thy kingdom coma
Kill to succeed
Thy kingdom coma
In the endless slaughter
For the god of guilt and greed
Dark insanity
Moral flexibility
To arise
To appease
As a slave
Delusional
Insane
Atheistic pleasure dome
Moral black hole
Perverted freedom
Obliterated innocence
Defloration of the soul
Rape, murder
And sow the seed
Thy kingdom coma
Endless orgy
Of sexual satisfaction and greed
Fan the flames (go go go!)
You're reaping what you sow
Fan the flames (go go go!)
You're reaping what you sow
Fan the flames (go go go!)
You're reaping what you sow
5. When in Sodom
When in Sodom
You Live on Lies
And See the World
Thru Sodom Eyes
When in Sodom
You do as you Please
And You Pay on Your Knees
1000 Days, 1000 Nights
Gomorrah is on the RIse
When in Sodom
You Bend over Quick (And Say)
Here Let Me Guide
Your Little Stick
When in Sodom
You Do As the Sodomites
And You Earned Every Right
1000 Days, 1000 Nights
Live and Die as Sodomites
So What Difference does it Make?
If I Give or If I Take?
Make No Difference What I Do
I Do it all for Heavens Sake
So What Difference does it Make?
If I Give or If I Take?
Make No Difference What I Do
I Do it all for Heavens Sake
When in Sodom
Time Plus Tragedy
What A Farce
Divine Comedy of Arse
Keep it Nice and Neat
and Shit Where You Eat
We're All Co-Stars
Gomorrah Days
Gomorrah Nights
Live and DIe as Sodomites
So as I told you Before
Live just to even the Score
Discredit Everything You See
Give Me Give Me
Much Want More
So as I told you Before
Live just to even the Score
Give Me Give Me
Much Want More
When in Sodom
So What Difference Does it Make?
If I Give or If I Take?
Make No Difference What I Do
I Do it all for Heavens Sake
When in Sodom
6. In the Blood
You seek the answer
Too plain to see
Come play with fire
Come play with me
You either know or never will - find it!
You go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
You either know or never will - find it!
So go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
Know what you know
And what it means
In the age of the snake
It is not what it seems
You either know or never will - find it!
You go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
You either know or never will - find it!
So go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
It's in your blood
You are a serpent saint
Serpent saint
Man of wood forgot the gods
Forever punished and restrained
Lose your fear thru Lucifer
The heaven here wait to be reined
Man of wood forgot the gods
Forever punished and restrained
Lose your fear thru Lucifer
Become the heir
The serpent saint
You either know or never will - find it!
You go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
You either know or never will - find it!
So go be what you fight and kill
It's in your blood
God...mud...now it's in your blood
God...mud...now it's in your blood
God...mud...now it's in your blood
God...mud...now it's in your blood
God...mud...it is in the blood
7. Ministry
Say I didn't have what it'd take
I sure showed them
How much difference
One man can make
Say I didn't have what it'd take
Now they all bow
The ones that laughed then
They don't laugh now
You will find hell with me
For all eternity
Laugh at me to my face
I keep the ratings up
I am alive
You won't let me stop
Laugh at me to my face
Look at you now
I'm God on TV
You bow bow bow
You will find death with me
Infernal
I can take it all away
You will find death with me
Eternal
God had a smile on his face
When he made me
Put me on top of his grace
I'm a king now
Bow for me
So now that you know
Who I am
Don't get me wrong
I give a damn
You live or die
Could not care less
Sell your soul
And say God bless
You will find death with me
Infernal
I can take it all away
You will find death with me
Eternal
God had a smile on his face
When he made me
Put me on top of his grace
I'm a king now
God had a smile on his face
When he made me
Put me on top of disgrace
I'm the king
Bow for me
Heresy
Bow for me
Ministry
8. The Dead, the Dying and the Dying to Be Dead
They fuck you standing up
They fuck you when you're down
And if you get to be the king
They will shit on your crown
And when you're dead
You won't be forgotten (no)
They will dig you up
And they will fuck you rotten
Sick as it may seem
People love stomping on a dream
That is how you get your kicks
In the age of the crucifix
You living a lie
You caught in the web
You prone to deny
You will join the...
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
They want to see you dead
With your eyes popped out of your head
They want to see you fry
And they will applaud when you die
Put your heart on a stick
While you're choking on your dick
Got you fucking your own head
They won't stop 'til you join the...
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
9. Warfare, Plague, Famine, Death
Murder and crucifix
Thieves and liars
Holding hands
Joint effort
Rape of land
Supply and demand
Sick sick sick
All together now
Sick sick sick
Wave the flag of
Warfare plague
Famine and death
Let God sort them out
Indiscriminate
Slaughter of the damned
Rotting carnage
Indiscriminate
Thieves and liars
Murderers
Well rehearsed
Children first
Hypocrites with
Bachelors in greed
Ravaged land
Severed hand
To serve demand
Decapitated head
Come souvenir
Fan the flame of
Warfare plague
Famine and death
Let God sort them out
Devastation by fire
From the sky
Serve to die
Fierce and relentless progress
Burning sea choked with corpses
Get away with anything
This is what angels bring
Genocide and suffering
Soldiers of the apocalypse
Murderers and hypocrites
Thieves and liars
Reign in hell
Godless with no soul to sell
Apocalyptic terror
Godless era
Rotten to the core
Greedy like a war
Always after more
Go with God
Fan the flame
The godless never rest
Paradise inside
Hubris
Nemesis
Vermin
Death
Reign in hell now
It's the end of the ride
Let God sort them out
Indiscriminate
Slaughter of the damned
Wave the flag of
Warfare plague
Famine and death
Let God sort them out
Devastation by fire
From the sky
Serve to die
Warfare plague famine death
Warfare plague famine death
10. Love Song for Lucifer
Come inside of me
Come inside of me
Lucifer my friend
You are the one that comprehends
You are the one that helps me see
You are the one that let me be
Come inside of me
You are the one that hold me hand
You are the one that understands
You are the keeper of my soul
You are the one that makes me whole
You are the keeper of my soul
You are the one that makes me whole
You are the keeper of my soul
Make me whole
Reborn with open eyes
Now I see the lies
Raining from the skies - bleed
Penetrated souls
Feeding all their holes
Mastering their roles - meek
Come inside of me
I will help you see
Be all you can be - free
Come inside of me
Come inside of me
Come inside of me
Come inside of me
Make me whole