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Некромантија је била неопходна, пошто овај бенд заслужује макар да се нађе на првој страни.

Може се рећи да им је музика у смислу у ком су жељели да буде, апсолутно комплетна. Имају пун звук.

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slican ugodjaj bi mogao da se veze i za njihovu raniju, nesto "ekstremniju" fazu, posebno za album A Wintersunset.

inace, mislim da je od presudnog znacaja, za tu apsolutnu i kompletnu atmosferu, sama tema i srz njihove muzike i textova, tj. priroda u svojoj sveobuhvatnosti.

to se pre svega da osetiti u poslednjim radovima Where at night... i Weiland, kroz kompleksnu akusticnu harmoniju.

 

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ajde da malo dignem temu iz mrtvih..

 

dosta ljudi (ukljucujuci i mene) je godinama trazilo tekstove sa prvog albuma (A Wintersunset...), medjutim, nemoguce ih je nabaviti.

 

jednom sam pokusao da 'skinem' tekst sa Under Dreamskies slusajuci pesmu, ali su mi neki termini zvicali suvise nelogicno.

 

kapiram da su tada bili mnogo mladi (oko 17-18 godina), pa ih je verovatno bilo sramota da objave tekstove icon_smile.gif (osim za text Autumn Grey Views, ciji je text jedini objavljen u booklet-u)

 

ne znam da li je neko spomenuo ranije, ali Where At Night The Wood Grouse Plays je dosta inspirisan albumom Kveldssanger od Ulver.. mada WANTWGP ima malo vise neku 'naturalistickiju' formu (a Ulver 'folkerskiju' tj. 'ponorvezenu')

 

imali su dve faze, prvu, 'metalskiju' - A Wintersunset... (1996) i Songs Of Moors & Misty Fields (1997) i drugu, 'akusticarsku' - Where At Night... (1999) i Weiland (2002).

 

u obe faze taj drugi album predstavlja razvijeniju temu nacetu na prethodnom izdanju.

 

btw, Empyrium od izlaska Weiland-a vise ne postoji koliko znam, a The Vision Bleak (novi bend Schwadorf-a), mi se, sem obrade Nights In White Satin, uopste nije dopao.

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btw, Empyrium od izlaska Weiland-a vise ne postoji koliko znam, a The Vision Bleak (novi bend Schwadorf-a), mi se, sem obrade Nights In White Satin, uopste nije dopao.

s vremena na vreme posetim njihov sajt u nadi da cu ipak procitati vest o ponovnom oformljenju.

inace, ni meni se ne dopada The Vision Bleak. "supreme horror death rock". icon_smile.gif 'ajde, nek' mu bude.

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Uli (kako se vec zove), mastermind Empyrium-a ima i jedan album sa projektom Sun of The Sleepless. album se zove "Poems to the wretched hearts", neki je doomastican melodican quasiblack metal sa krsh produkcijom,ali ima fantasticnu atmosferu. Ako negde mozete da skinete pesmu "Nebel" (ili tako nekako, kucam napamet), obavezno poslusajte.

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Ja imam "Songs of Moors and Misty fields", "Weiland", i "Where at night...", i najvise volim (obozavam) "Songs of Moors...", a ova dva manje vise... Ode to Melancholy i Lover's Grief su dve od najboljih pesama koje sam cuo... Genijalan bend (projekat)...

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dosta ljudi (ukljucujuci i mene) je godinama trazilo tekstove sa prvog albuma (A Wintersunset...), medjutim, nemoguce ih je nabaviti.

Ja nasao textove za A wintersunset.... biggrin.gif Evo ih...

 

Under Dreamskies

Storm skies from the nights

shadows of the forest lie inside

and gleaming emeralds in decorative tones

brushed by the ice under circles

 

Her timeless beauty started to wither

a green voice in her heart

she touched the red leaves in sorrow

a farewell was found inside

 

Oh my dreamless night

again under the sea of moonshine of this night

Through darkened place in times of pale we have traversed

do not fear the wounds of their swords

 

Let me dream of crystal lakes

lit by the sun, the moon or the stars

of green meadows and creations of elves and proud pagan hearts

oh let me retreat 'neath fields embraced by winds and by your kiss

oh you dwell in these ancient woods where the fantasy begins

 

Under dreamskies we will march towards the fortress of our love

the fair credence known to us will be as long as eternal kiss

 

The Franconian Woods In Winter`s Silence

Wrapped in morning silence of these emerald streams

lonesome voice I hear the ravens cry

grieving art the morning songs

 

The love of the forests' tranquility

just ice cold winds whisper to me

as if a wild rose were trapped

my bleeding heart

a gentle breeze opens wings and [_?_] falls apart

 

Enchant

like a dream

the Franconian woods

Enchant me

embrace me

Franconian woods

 

Autumn infinity

in the vastness of countless trees

I walk through purity

lies in the sceneries

 

Cast for this winter hike

I see the north and it's fountain of light

morning from ice

The scenery of the night

 

The Yearning

I ride through day and night

listen wind, they art my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

inside my heart

the yearning grows

 

I rode through the forest [_?_]

over mountains have I

but it seems they touch the sky

run through meadows so lonely

wrestled up streams so clean

 

My lips art so cold

where is the tongue that melts the ice and snow?

My grief is infinite

where are art thou who heals my wounds?

 

I ride through day and night

crystal wind bring me my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

the palace of the earth

 

Autumn Grey Views

Lifeless they fall apart... golden as our

precious art... My love sinks into a thick

grey veil of mist.

 

Trees... leafless trees... the epitaph of

the sun. What once was green presents now

grey and trist.

 

A gloomy grave... a foreseen death...

a symbol for our pain... drowned in a

flood of autumn rain.

 

Silhouettes of light astray somewhere

in the clouds. Ravens traverse, involving

withering shrouds...

 

Ordain'd To Thee

Could not even [_?_]

that [_?_] my eyes and see

that there was blood through there long times ago

Oh my love now bring the day with [_?_]

even if it's lavender and I am violet by thy shame

Never more like the silver hands of the moon

With it's sheild of screams

Sensation dark as thy splendid diamonds

She is like me, autumn her love

like a bird I might wish my freedom

Eyes like a sapphire full of desire

hair of gold and lips of fire

thou art like the waters, so soft is thy skin

thou art the raven wishing he could sing

like an ember, this I writhe and I loathe

a flash of lightning so shattering thy rest

thou art the wind that carries't me up

 

Oh she's everything I cannot see

in my dreams she does not let me be

now [_?_] try to [_?_] takest me

 

Longings of belief art past

but the hollow echoes not died away

this is all over eternally

but it seems it hath been yesterday

 

Now abandon me [_?_] for a kiss

it's making us feel sad [_?_]

the wetness I feel under tears of mine

that pour faster thans't they leave

 

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Ja nasao textove za A wintersunset.... biggrin.gif Evo ih...

 

Under Dreamskies

Storm skies from the nights

shadows of the forest lie inside

and gleaming emeralds in decorative tones

brushed by the ice under circles

 

Her timeless beauty started to wither

a green voice in her heart

she touched the red leaves in sorrow

a farewell was found inside

 

Oh my dreamless night

again under the sea of moonshine of this night

Through darkened place in times of pale we have traversed

do not fear the wounds of their swords

 

Let me dream of crystal lakes

lit by the sun, the moon or the stars

of green meadows and creations of elves and proud pagan hearts

oh let me retreat 'neath fields embraced by winds and by your kiss

oh you dwell in these ancient woods where the fantasy begins

 

Under dreamskies we will march towards the fortress of our love

the fair credence known to us will be as long as eternal kiss

 

The Franconian Woods In Winter`s Silence

Wrapped in morning silence of these emerald streams

lonesome voice I hear the ravens cry

grieving art the morning songs

 

The love of the forests' tranquility

just ice cold winds whisper to me

as if a wild rose were trapped

my bleeding heart

a gentle breeze opens wings and [_?_] falls apart

 

Enchant

like a dream

the Franconian woods

Enchant me

embrace me

Franconian woods

 

Autumn infinity

in the vastness of countless trees

I walk through purity

lies in the sceneries

 

Cast for this winter hike

I see the north and it's fountain of light

morning from ice

The scenery of the night

 

The Yearning

I ride through day and night

listen wind, they art my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

inside my heart

the yearning grows

 

I rode through the forest [_?_]

over mountains have I

but it seems they touch the sky

run through meadows so lonely

wrestled up streams so clean

 

My lips art so cold

where is the tongue that melts the ice and snow?

My grief is infinite

where are art thou who heals my wounds?

 

I ride through day and night

crystal wind bring me my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

the palace of the earth

 

Autumn Grey Views

Lifeless they fall apart... golden as our

precious art... My love sinks into a thick

grey veil of mist.

 

Trees... leafless trees... the epitaph of

the sun. What once was green presents now

grey and trist.

 

A gloomy grave... a foreseen death...

a symbol for our pain... drowned in a

flood of autumn rain.

 

Silhouettes of light astray somewhere

in the clouds. Ravens traverse, involving

withering shrouds...

 

Ordain'd To Thee

Could not even [_?_]

that [_?_] my eyes and see

that there was blood through there long times ago

Oh my love now bring the day with [_?_]

even if it's lavender and I am violet by thy shame

Never more like the silver hands of the moon

With it's sheild of screams

Sensation dark as thy splendid diamonds

She is like me, autumn her love

like a bird I might wish my freedom

Eyes like a sapphire full of desire

hair of gold and lips of fire

thou art like the waters, so soft is thy skin

thou art the raven wishing he could sing

like an ember, this I writhe and I loathe

a flash of lightning so shattering thy rest

thou art the wind that carries't me up

 

Oh she's everything I cannot see

in my dreams she does not let me be

now [_?_] try to [_?_] takest me

 

Longings of belief art past

but the hollow echoes not died away

this is all over eternally

but it seems it hath been yesterday

 

Now abandon me [_?_] for a kiss

it's making us feel sad [_?_]

the wetness I feel under tears of mine

that pour faster thans't they leave

kako??

 

negde preko neta ili..?

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