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На этом альбоме Цезарь сменил стиль. Начиная с сырого (и невнятного) "Unholyunion", через "Daemoonseth - Act II" группа пришла к "Moonlight - Act III", создав интересный альбом, содержащий мрачный, мелодичный блэк-метал. Тем не менее, до 1997 года Christ Agony играли примерно одно и тоже, лишь совершенствуясь в приемах. А на "Trilogy" команда местами узнаваема, но звучит уже совершенно по-другому.
Альбом четко делится на две равных по длительности части. Первая - гипнотизирующий, распевный дарк-метал. Это песни начиная со "Spell Of Death" по "Downfall", всего семь композиций. Они достаточно короткие, около трех минут, но это действительно то, что я назвал бы эволюцией для Christ Agony, а не шагом в сторону или провалом. Блэковая составляющая, как это обычно происходит, значительно уменьшилась - представьте себе прежнюю мелодичную основу, на которую наложены капли электроники и даже... чего-то танцевального. Но главное нововведение - увеличение монотонности (и одновременно - мрачности) музыки. Вокал остался почти без изменений, но иногда Цезарь начинает протяжно и надрывно хрипеть в такт музыке. Лучше всего удалась именно такая "Dying Star", и эпическая "Downfall", где он подпевает себе чистым голосом.
Кстати, о шаге в сторону. Вторая часть диска (от "Unvirtue Diabolical") - пещерный дум-дэт, мощные и вязкие гитары, доминирующие в музыке, и гроулинг Цезаря. Сыгранно неплохо, но слишком дубово и скучно. В оправдание такому обычно говорят про оригинальность, но в 1997 году это уже не было оригинальным! Даже выйди эти трэки на пять-шесть лет раньше, в них все равно было бы слишком мало артистизма для своего времени.
Как итог - очень на любителя. Первая половина, понравится, конечно же, тем, кто оценил раннее творчество, но до альбома 1996 года она немного недотягивает - не все песни столь же яркие. Вторая - почти никому, кроме заядлых дэтстеров, которые плачут от том, что на "Gothic" Paradise Lost отступились от своего стиля. |
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The power of void
2. Hellspawn
Kingdom of mine
Is beauty and blood
Kingdom of mine
Is pride and power
Eternity they are
- No mercy I have
For those
Who mock their name
Of the only
- Despise
for those
Disrespecting death
Delight on lips
Dark's spawn
My sperm
Silent crown
Above my head
Torment it circles
And pain
3. Eternal Desires
Garden of delight
Depth of my sight
Garden of delight
Blood of my stare
Eternal desires...
Eternal desires...
Garden of delight
Humilation of my words
Elevation of thoughts
On the pedestal of beauty
Eternal desires...
Eternal desires...
Forgotten millenium
God's negation
Forgotten millenium
God's negation
In my kingdom
The winds
Only announce
The forgotten mystery
4. Hail Darkness!
Darkness!
Wings give to me
To invite the wind
In my arms
Darkness!
WIngs give to me
To relief questions
Of my lust
Darkness!
You are the beautiful act
Of my inspiration
Darkness!
Beautiful you are in my eyes
Messengeress
Fire dimly light in my face
In madness it hides and in sin
More nudity
My eyes inhake
And nothingless
Covers my face
5. Dying Star
Dying star
You're my lover
At the heaven of tongues
I desire your light my lover
I desire your tenderness
You are the landscape of desires
THe eye of the only truth
Dying star
Queen of the void
You've given me power
Of the only desire
You flow
In my veins
Till the end of my way
Till the end of the day
6. Elysium
When beauty dies
Raise symbol falls
On the arms of sin
Faith's carried
Dead is the symbol
The magic...
Depth and the abyss...
Night is the redemption
In the arms of the lover
Blood on her lips
Unholy concern
When beauty dies
Lips dripped with
The blow of nothingness
Among the open gates
You will be the come truth
When beauty dies
blood on my palms
Covers the way with roses
This is my kingdom
Of sweat, tears are spit
Where only the whores
Keep boiling semen for dogs
In their mouths
8. Unvirtue Diabolical
Fire is changing into darkness
neither god nor madman is born
she's full secrets and wild
she's inaccessible for tears and bitterness
Water is changing into light
neither a new god nor a friend is born
she's full of repugnance and the tragic
she's a naked strumpet, full of lust
You come at once - that's the way it should be
you are not one of us...
you can lust and hate
you are not one of us...
You don't understand my whisper
you don't understand the words in the poisonous mouth
so beautiful - painful night
Cause you're beyond the ring
beyond god
beyond fire
and you don't have to be my whore and nun
You don't have to be my whore and nun
your naked burden falls today full of repugnance
you don't have to pretend when you're kissing
you aren't connected with the unknown
and don't have to be my whore dressed in soutane...
Go away
go and quit this night
The wind is making a web on my mouth
feeds the burning fire
feeds this love
from god and satan
9. Faithless
This night
this belief
suicidal curse
the priest
are screaming in chorus
thirsting
the don't breakup the night
This night
a lonely scream
dies faithful in the moon
the naked wrapped
with thorny grass
three crosses
soiled the dawn
The priest are here
the worship the crosses at dawn
and the sacrifice
becomes the truth
in their hands
One can see the night in the fire
it's a crusade without belief
being strong enough to lift a stone
to lift to the sky
my blood...
Wich is drink in brain pans
it's a drink of lonelyness
the ritual of a crime
my blood
is a joy for the masters
the corpse
the gods food
So fuck my thoughts
rape my dreams
and cut my veins
and drink, drink
Die with me
10. Necro`no`manticism
So bloody night soiled with desire
slowly awakes like death looks in your eyes
this night leaves too, she's wearing a coat
she's leaving taken by the horses of day
We come here to glorify death
to take of irons from the face
we come here to sink the fear
to get rid of repugnance
This night is to resemble a temple
this night is the only sanctity
we will apply it's oil to your bodies
and the screams will flow out of one mouth into another
This night is death
it's a last kiss
it's a forgiven sin
We come here to glorify death
to bid the day farewell with screams and singing
we come here to sink in death
and to devote us to this entirely
It's our sanctuary
a temple of lost travellers
searching for their own worlds
Possesed by lusts
they celebrate the brutality of silence
they search for an unknown god
naked truths in irons chained to the rocks
and bloody sacrifices
hate ragging around
and angert making the hands burst
treaded traces arround to the weird castles
the warriors of barbarous tribes
the last among the real ones
they don't escape from fear in churches of killing
glorifying diamonds and beautiful women
they will find their own home in illusion
the last so faithful till the end
without death
11. Prophetical Part III
God - you were a martyr
not worth praying
your grave won't be adorned with flowers
but with infants blood
Satan touched the dawn
and devoted the sky
to the powers
the sky born in the blood
but out wedlock
God, I scoff at your words
couse your graves been spat with fire
you won't be eternity
you won't be nothingness
The Subject on their knees
bitterly accept these moments
the satan is being coronated
Now
now satan's coronation