Xtreme Digest #6 (31-OCT-1997)
Autor Paradise Lost
Názov One second
Rok 1997
Distro Music For Nations
Dĺžka 54:58
Bol som dosť zvedavý, ktorým smerom sa napokon uberie britská partia Paradise Lost. Skromne som tipoval na 'vymeknutie', čiže pridanie syntetizátorov a slákov. To sa mi aj po vypočutí potvrdilo, len som netušil, že do takej veľkej miery. Najväčším prekvapením pre ortodoxných doom-metalistov bude pravdepodobne jeden fakt. V niektorých skladbách som ani po viacnásobnom posluchu nenarazil na gitarovú linku. Bohužiaľ mi trošku album pripadá jednotvárne, a to hlavne použitím jedného druhu samplov, ale dá sa to vydržať, pretože pesničky Paradise Lost sú hlavne o melódii.
Tak ako na The Draconian Times aj z tohto počinu vylezie niekoľko hitov (pravdepodobne One Second a Say Just Words vedené v strednom tempe). Mne najviac režú rýchlejšie skladby Blood of Another a Soul Courageous. Ale najviac ma sprvu upútala absolútne temná záležitosť Lydia.
Spevák Nick Holmes už definitívne upustil od metalovo-chrapľavého chrčiaka a teraz spieva ako popová hviezda. Áno, ak by som mal škatuľkovať, najviac sa terajšej tvorbe PL približuje Bjork a Depeche Mode (ešte pred desiatimi rokmi by to niektorí rockeri považovali za provokáciu :-)). Zvuk basy a jej riffy mi pripomínajú frontmana Type O'Negative, čo nie je takisto na škodu.
Tento album sa mi pozdáva viac ako nový Tiamat, ale oproti božskému The Gatheringu je to priemer. Každopádne som veľmi zvedavý na živý prepis LPčka, o čom sa budeme môcť všetci presvedčiť 6.11. v Ostrave.
one second
and for one second, I lost my head
and for one second, I wished that you were dead
and for one second, you wish that you were here all alone
hold back the tears that could fall for me.
And for one second, I lost my breath
and for one second, I cherish what you said
and for one second, it seemed that I was here all alone.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me.
And for one second, I understand
and for one second, my life was in your hands
and for one seconds, you wish taht you were here all alone.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me, they fall alone
say just words
You get high, with your destructive instinct,
you get high with your corosive instinct -
where can I go, to escape your foul mind tricks,
you're trying it more, but you will never break me
cause you presume, the winner is you but that's not true,
so say just words to me,
unreal what your hate's providing,
say just words to me,
your talk is always contradiction
say just words to me
you won't feel the warmath of friends around you
say just words to me
is it true that there is worth inside,
so say just words to me,
your designs, all the worse from power craving
your desires only where there's fire burning,
I'll show you the way a pleasure that's for the taking,
you're trying it more but you won't get satisfaction,
cause you presume the winner is you but that's not true
so say just words to me.
lydia
Through the searching lights that weawe and dart
comes the stranger that cares not for your heart
the pain of living life this way
must take its toll on you some day.
Your jaded eyes can see
embarrassment or harm
the frail skin that bleeds
emotionally on guard.
All lowest forms of life
are pounding you inside
your hollow cold display
your tired masquerade
let the image that you present entice
unlike the mirror that shows the strains of vice
this act of contact your decay
while willing souls will more than pay.
mercy
You live for times of solace
within a sign there's promise,
don't lose all faith cause you shake at night
it's in the art of the process.
In another rhyme
beyond this place.
The healing's fast enough...
done a thousand times
a thousand ways
until you've had enough
.. It's mercy you're asking for
cheating life by taking more
it's mercy you're asking for
take my life or give me more
The loss of prize possessions
to cure the mind's obsession
could trade your soul for that normal life
elite to all objections...
See beyond all tears
and broken years
your senses giving up
lose all confidence
at your expense
your courage swallowed up
soul courageous
I could not not care less for oh, so many things
tales of your distress and what tomorrow brings
alluring you on sight
I'd harbour my delight.
You could not care for what tune sorrows signs.
In this battle of ages
a breath of fire would light your pilot.
Are you soul courageous.
A breath of life would make you maybe see...
Yor bring me to the ground
You bring me to the ground
Victory's in vain unless one knows the score
inner peace reclines, in place the bitter scorn
spirit maketh man
always at hand
but spirit fails to save the ones warth waiting for.
another day
another day and the guilt is gone,
another day will stress the weak and the strong
just a memory that we've become,
I have taken without warning
when the day has just begun ...
a summers day,
and my blood runs cold,
I can hear you in the morning
as I'm reaching out to haunt you,
a summers day,
and my blood runs cold,
you will never hear me calling
as I'm reaching to destroy you.
Another day won't ease the sorrow
another day will help frustration to grow
all the pictures and the face of hope,
I have taken without warning
when the day has just begun.
the sufferer
I find when I'm all alone that i feel so ashamed,
cause all my pride is gone
say what you never can resist
say what you never would to believe
give what you never want to show
Give what you never would receive
A time when I'm all alone & I'm breathing afraid,
cause all my pride is gone
elate the tears I create, how completely inane,
cause all my pride is gone
Collapse at my sorry stance but I need to surpass cause...
My only thrill alone in my own hell
this cold life
I can take one day
to archieve my goal,
then it starts again.
In this circumstance
that I call my own
dreams just don't deliver.
I never needed foes
forever feeling low
cause they break my down
cannot fake this frown.
I never took offence
I never swore in advance
but I'll break you down
with my poison mouth again.
I cannot deny
bittersweet recline
to a sole religion
it's a certain way
that I'm feeling host
to a new description...
blood of another
You'll see the blood-blood of another
you'll see the blood
as we roll in it together
you'll see the blood-blood of another
you'll see the blood
as we roll in it together tonight.
What unruly life is like
what is fabled wisdom like?
This indulgent grace is
spinning round and leaving all behind
knowledge limits you besides
claiming you're so sure by vibes
in this frozen climate
the temperature should bring you down the rights.
beauty, purity inside
twisted madness filth and vice
death is not selective
the darker shroud
will fall on all despite
recklessness, the fault in mind
anger, laughter can't provide
try to turn a blind eye
the wasting pain one trip you cannot buy...
disappear
In living with a fear of chance,
the chance of fears the only reason you're awake,
we decrease in size
when burdened with your mind,
but you know
escape is to run,
in a constant commotion -
when I speak it's revulsion maybe you'll disappear
recall the past when you were strong,
those distant days it seems are now forever gone,
you'll increase desire
to wander and retire,
but you know
escape is to run.
sane
Seasons of sun won't suffice,
but for you my guarding light,
I'd walk around the earth.
Though the streets are paved with gold
I'd collect it to be sold,
I'm bringing this on myself
but I feel for you,
will you show you're sane.
In your mouth a loaded gun,
pull the trigger have you won
let's see how you can do,
it's the darker days you dread,
all the hurtful things I said,
it seems I'm nothing,
but I feel for you
will you show you're sane.
take me down
You aren't what I love
You aren't what I need
You aren't what I love
You aren't what I need
What I need
Don't let them take me down there
You aren't what I love
You aren't what I see
You hate from above
you become what I need
What I need
Don't let them take me down
Despair
In your hands I'm trying
In your hands I'm trying flight
i can't die
In your hands I'm trying.
In your hands I'm trying flight
I can't die,
I'm flying in the cold breeze every night
Spare me all the strife
My desires never tire
but would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs - get me by
but how long must I live with this disguise...
Have you no direction?
I just sense pretentious signs...
In your highs
Have you no directions?
I just sense the pretentious signs
In your highs...
I hear the same old stories every night
Spare me all the strife
My desires never tire
But would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs - get me by
But how long must I live with this disguise...
Spyros