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The Meads of Asphodel
« The Excommunication of Christ »
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| 1 | The Excommunication of Christ 01:30
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| | 2 | Angelwhore 03:16
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| | 3 | The Watchers of Catal Huyuk 04:46
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| | 4 | Agrat Bat Malah 04:53
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| | 5 | Weeping Tears of Angel Light 03:17
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| | 6 | Bene Ha Elohim 03:56
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| | 7 | Assault and Battery (Hawkwind cover) 04:02
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| | 8 | Jezebel and the Philistines 04:25
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| | 9 | Pale Dread Hunger 05:38
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| | 10 | Rise in Godless Hell 04:07
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| | 11 | Disembodied Voices of Melchizeden 02:01
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| | 12 | Falling with Lightning Rays Beamed through the Blazing Firmament Towards the Untented Burial Ground of Kharsag 02:11
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| | 13 | Calling All Monsters 04:46
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| | Total playing time: 48:48 |
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Metatron - vocals
Jaldaboath - guitars, programming, vocals, bass, keyboards
Urakbaramel - drums |
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"Calling All Monsters" is a bonus track.
The narration on the Intro is spoken by AC Wild from Italian thrashers
Bulldozer (and is the same narration of the intro The Exorcist from Bulldozer's first album The Day Of Wrath). |
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| 2. Angelwhore
I am the one who made you, I am the one who raised you.
I am the one who clothed you, I am the one who warmed you.
On Eagles wings they mount and soar, to follow the path of the angel whore,
To seduce the minds of mortal kind, to bleed their souls and make them blind.
& The De |
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 Кто-кто, а эти англичане точно живут в кредит, пренебрегая всеми догмами. Скепсис и стеб сочатся из их музыки и текстов. Религиозные рукописи если и не горят, так переписываются, и The Meads Of Asphodel взяли на себя смелость делать это в своем творчестве. Звучат колокола и хоралы, звучит декламация на латинском – так проходит обряд отречения от церкви… Христа! Этим не заканчивается эксцентричное богохульство собравшихся рыцарей. Далее пьяным фолк-металом ли, симфо-дэтом ли иль еще какой-нибудь исключительно трендовой заразой, но Луга осветят события библейской мифологии в нужном им ключе: лихо напугают одним называнием примет черных ритуалов, сочувственно изобразят темные силы, противостоящие Свету и т.д. Имидж ярмарочных зазывал времен средневековья не страшит ни Metatron-а, ни Jaldaboath-а, они с энтузиазмом берутся и за раскрытие темы божественного террора средствами балаганного метала в “Angelwhore”, и соединения с ангелом средствами романтической метал-баллады “Weeping Tears of Angel Light”, и даже восстания из пепла в облике голодной смерти средствами изнуряющей “Pale Dread Hunger” с самыми восточными за альбом музыкальными темами и даже колокольным перезвоном.
Эти англичане парни не промах, умеют подобрать ключ, незатейливо помахать перед носом каким-нибудь сентиментальным анахронизмом – прекрасно знакомыми и заводящими с пол-оборота риффами, простецкими ударными ритмами, сказочными, в т.ч. восточными клавишными и, конечно, эпической декламацией с антуражем вселенского знания и вселенского зла. О последнем из ряда… Думаю, ни для кого не секрет, что пускаться в путешествия по времени, затевать рисковые авантюры лучше под руководством кого-то компетентного – так вот, сэр Метатрон со своим сочным рыком звучит ну очень харизматично и авторитетно, поэтому бояться нечего – вперед! К слову, The Meads Of Asphodel не козыряют в текстах своим фееричным владением английским языком на правах исконных носителей, это скорее стилизация под скандинавских «виртуозов» пера.
Подходя к подведению итогов, никак нельзя сказать, что «The Excommunication of Christ» – альбом категории «тру», это вернее всего прямое продолжение линии комик-группы Монти-Пайтон с их поисками Священного Грааля: та же внешняя пафосность, скрытый (?) комизм и британская элитарность шуток, побеждаемая интернациональным чувством юмора. Только не ищите здесь хоть какой-то глубины – не найдете, не утонете. |
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'Till a thousand years shall arise once more,
The celestial terror of the angel whore.
You are the one who cut me, you are the one who wronged me,
You are the one, who raped me,
3. The Watchers Of Catal Huyuk
Ride on above the storm, ride on above the stars,
Lost blood, God wings, Snake eyes, Dark spells,
Ghost dance, bewitched, dark Earth, Black runes.
Ride on across the sky, ride on into the night.
& The watchers fell like the rain from a bleeding cloud
Fire in their eyes, blood cold as ice,
Shamans one and all, bird men of fire,
When giants walked the earth, lion and thunder men,
Kings of space and time.
4. Agrat Bat Malah
Voices of thunder call out from the night
Unclean black shadows make ready to die.
Night monsters haunting the temptress of death,
She will enslave you and take you last breath.
Agrat Bat Malah, Agrat Bat Malah.
Babylon vampire drinking Christ's blood,
Cursing the heavens, which burn up above.
Bride of Ha-Satan and mother of Cain
Wearing black wings of bewildering flame.
Agrat Bat Malah, Agrat Bat Malah.
Immortal Hydra enthroned in blood grim
Nemesis of terror and bringer of sin.
Under the dark moon the who3rs face is set,
Beast of the twilight which none can forget.
5. Weeping Tears Of Angel Light
You fell from the night like an angel from the stars,
To hold me tight,
I saw your burning eyes, lips of ice, wings of fire and snow,
Together are we until I die.
You are the moon above shinning light on me
Like empty clouds we dance across the sky,
Watching dreams falling from your tears,
Together are we until I die.
Weeping tears of angel light, will you recall my name?
The blood warm mist within my veins,
The end is always the same.
I chase your dreams across the sky, how far is it till the end?
Weeping tears of angel light, take me to lost Eden.
6. Bene Ha Elohim
Anakim, Nephilim, Gibborim, Seraphim
Malakim, Hashmalim, Raphaim, Elohim.
Shamyasa, Jomael, Aramos, Satarel
Rehumel, Asmodai, Azazael, Bachanael.
7. Assault And Battery
[originally by Hawkwind]
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizened sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
8. Jezebel And The Philistines
[Instrumental]
9. Pale Dread Hunger
Pale dreah hunger, Rip out my heart, watch me restless
Watch mew fall down and die, It's over for me now
I've lost the will to live.
I will arise as death, as pale dread hunger.
Pale dread hunger, come take me now,
Walk with darkness, watch me restless,
Watch me, rise up and smile,
It's only just begun my after life for all eternity.
I will arise as death, as pale dread hunger.
It was just a moment in time, just a passing thought
And who will recall that I ever lived at all?
No more will I feel the warmth of the sun,
The chill of night I have become.
To forever roam across the silent edge of darkness,
And the shadows of pale dread hunger.
10. Rise In Godless Hell
Awake from death, dry your tears,
Worship me, awake, reborn,
And you cut yourself from another mans god
And rise in godless hell, rise in Godless Hell.
Forget the past for now is death
And the chill of never ending torment.
Leave your grave, time stands still,
Walk with me, unearth, alive,
And you cut your self from another mans god
And rise in godless hell, rise in godless hell.
And the spirits gather at the beclouded abyss,
Where fire drakes are consumed before great descending columns of fire,
Misshapen souls writhe in the devouring blaze
As the rampant thundering of the serpent harkens the voice of death,
Great thrashing wings shatter the silence of Erebus
And give rise to the pale stygian east
Who beckons all shadows to rise in Godless Hell, Rise Godless Hell.
And he's coming for you now.
Falling with lightning rays beamed though the blazing firmament
Towards the untended burial grounds of Karasag.
It's over now no second chance
All is lost and damned to rot
Cursed to die, no way out
No living god is watching me.
Steal my soul, burn my mind,
I will die in blasphemy.
Gryphons call out from the mist
Serpents writhe in dark abyss.
Falling down soul released
Now I'm dead, I am deceased.
Wrapped in white, rotting meat,
Rigor mortis from head to feet.
Putrid stench, mass of flies
Swollen guts, bloated eyes.
Dust to dust, bury me deep
Where worms crawl and insects creep.
Lapping flames, funeral pyre
In-extremis feel the fire.
Burn to ash, nothing left
Gone forever, killed by death.
Time runs out, dry your tears
No turning back the wasted years.
I rest alone, endless sleep
Graven kiss, eternal peace.
Call me Satan, that's who I am
Lord of nothing and nothings real.
God is dead and no one cares
I'm burning up, I'm burning down.
Where is Jesus, I think he's dead
Or is he sleeping inside my head.
Believe in angels or burn in hell
Does Satan fuck?, no one can tell.
I'm smoking poison by a big oak tree
And a big black snake called down to me,
Get your axe and cut it down
And God won't come next time around.
No more Eden, no more tree,
Worship Satan for eternity.
11. Disembodied Voices Of Melchizeden
[Instrumental]
12. Falling With Lightning Rays Beamed Through The Blazing Firmament Towards The Untented Burial Ground Of Kharsag
It's over now no second chance
All is lost and damned to rot
Cursed to die, no way out
No living god is watching me.
Steal my soul, burn my mind,
I will die in blasphemy.
Gryphons call out from the mist
Serpents writhe in dark abyss.
Falling down soul released
Now I'm dead, I am deceased.
Wrapped in white, rotting meat,
Rigor mortis from head to feet.
Putrid stench, mass of flies
Swollen guts, bloated eyes.
Dust to dust, bury me deep
Where worms crawl and insects creep.
Lapping flames, funeral pyre
In-extremis feel the fire.
Burn to ash, nothing left
Gone forever, killed by death.
Time runs out, dry your tears
No turning back the wasted years.
I rest alone, endless sleep
Graven kiss, eternal peace.
Call me Satan, that's who I am
God of nothing and nothings real.
God is dead and no one cares
I'm burning up, I'm burning down.
Where is Jesus, I think he's dead
Or is he sleeping in my hand.
Believe in angels or burn in hell
Does Satan fuck?, no one can tell.
I'm smoking poison by a big oak tree
And a big black snake came down to me,
Get your axe and cut it down
And God won't come next time around.
No more Eden, no more tree,
Worship Satan for eternity.
13. Calling All Monsters