jueves, 4 de noviembre de 2010

Ihsahn - angL (2008) [Norway (Notodden)]

Ihsahn (Vegard Sverre Tveitan): Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards (Emperor, Zyklon-B (Nor), Peccatum, Thou Shalt Suffer, Wongraven, Ildjarn, Embryonic (Nor), Hardingrock)
Asgeir Mickelson: Drums (Enslavement of Beauty, Highland Glory, Lunaris, Scariot, Spiral Architect, Thornbound, Vintersorg, Sarke, Borknagar)
Lars Koppang Norberg: Bass (Anesthesia (Nor), Spiral Architect, Satyricon, Thornbound)

Guest:
Mikael Åkerfeldt: Additional Vocals (on "Unhealer") (Opeth, Bloodbath (Swe), Steel (Swe), Sörskogen, Katatonia (Swe), Eruption)
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1. Misanthrope 04:58
2. Scarab 05:17
3. Unhealer 06:17
4. Emancipation 05:27
5. Malediction 04:19
6. Alchemist 04:19
7. Elevator 05:07
8. Threnody 05:08
9. Monolith 06:27
Total 47:19

Bonus track for Japan: 10. Morningstar (04:49)

3 comentarios:

  1. 1. Misanthrope

    Bring me my wine
    And the head of the world
    I will drink to h er demise

    The subtle art of decapitation
    The perfect irony of such an end

    Bring me the flesh
    Of your sin and repentance
    Display the worlds delights

    This last meal
    My righteous friend
    I serve Thee cold

    Now lift your cup in celebration
    Indulge your lips
    I do insist
    Drink up drink up

    Long ago
    I grew deaf
    To the echoes of my footsteps

    Long ago
    I grew blind
    To the world through your eyes

    I overcame
    The bleak destiny
    Of your lead filled convictions

    I prevailed
    And now I soar relentlessly
    Beyond the north

    In my ascension I scorn the eye of envy
    And he who flies is hated most of all

    I celebrate the distance
    Over which you spill your grief
    By your belief you waste your tears
    On a liar and a thief

    "How could you ever be just towards me?
    I choose your injustice as my portion"

    Now for the grand finale
    You will be protagonist
    This tragedy you did inspire
    Crucifixion with a twist

    Bring me my wine
    And the head of the world
    I will drink to her demise

    For this last meal
    My righteous friend
    I serve Thee cold


    2. Scarab

    As the sun returns
    From the shades of night
    So am I reborn from my own corruption

    I invoke the consuming fire
    And from the ashes mould
    The renaissance of my decadent self

    At the dawn of my rebirth
    The heart is overflowing
    I indulge and dissipate

    And when the cup is empty
    I drink from nothingness
    The venom by which I disintegrate

    This is not merely pride
    Or lust for eminence
    This is the reoccurring cycle of my existence

    As the sun returns
    From the shades of night
    So am I reborn from my own corruption

    Behold - the god returns
    Solar balls upon his back
    A sacrifice

    I invoke the consuming fire
    And from the ashes mould
    The renaissance of my decadent self

    My Sacrifice - My Corruption - My Death


    3. Unhealer

    [feat. Mikael Åkerfeldt on lead vocals]

    Prayers
    Confessions
    The peaceful tools
    Of a righteous man
    Redemption
    Forgiveness
    Serenity complete

    And you believe
    That time will heal
    Erase your wounds
    Your lies conceal

    Cleanse your soul
    In dreams of death
    Wherein you may concede
    But when you wake
    Remember this:
    In my domain
    Those scars will bleed

    Your peace is not my peace
    Where you redeem
    I summon guilt
    Your fear is not my fear
    I summon the fire
    Your hell is not my hell
    The life you shun
    Is mine to live
    Your sins are not my sins
    In me you find no heir
    Your lies are not my lies
    Such grace
    I do renounce
    Your god is not my god
    Where he forgiveth
    I will unheal

    Shameless
    Ever defying
    The pride and joy
    Of a nemesis
    Fallen
    Godless
    Solitude complete

    Yet - I will see
    Your faiths defeat
    Thy will undone
    My kingdom come

    Wash your hands
    In frozen convictions
    Beyond you make your plead
    But come the end
    I guarantee:
    In my domain
    Those scars still bleed

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  2. 4. Emancipation

    The open air
    Atop this mountain
    Welcomes my hungered voice

    Yet - in the echoes
    Of my indulgence
    I hear a calling from below

    Silent cries
    To my solitude profound
    In too deep
    There is no return
    For the soul unbound
    In too deep

    I draw circles
    Sacred boundaries
    Around my desolate temple

    Blood is spilt
    And thorns grow
    On the path to liberty

    Eternally
    In pain and rapture

    I was summoned
    And I was forced
    Yet - I willed it so


    5. Malediction

    Sacrilege
    Profanity
    Rabid convulsion
    Of blasphemy
    Thus appear my venomous cries
    To your ears
    Were they truths or were they lies

    Rejection
    Eternal
    Tyranny
    Of denial
    I would surely burn myself at the stake
    Were my demons the spawn
    Of your lusts and perversions

    Parasite
    Mundane creed
    Dispassionate
    Betrayal
    In times of moral crisis
    The darkest places in hell
    Are reserved for the neutral

    And so you earn
    My contempt
    My enmity
    Malediction
    Though my path be that of thorns
    The way of my affliction
    Is the way to myself

    The devil will not let me go
    Though I do not mind
    Through fiery lakes to where cold rivers flow
    I honour the contract I signed

    Sacrilege
    Profanity
    Rabid convulsion
    Of blasphemy
    Thus appear my venomous cries
    To your ears
    Were they truths or were they lies

    Rejection
    Eternal
    Tyranny
    Of denial
    I would surely burn myself at the stake
    Were my demons the spawn
    Of your lusts and perversions

    No - the devil will not let me go
    And I never did mind
    Through fiery lakes to where cold rivers flow
    With pleasure I honour the contract I signed


    6. Alchemist

    Again I find myself in this narrow chamber
    And my kettle simmers with the same old brew
    Now turning sour
    There must be more to this than chemistry
    As my soul burns with fever

    Instinctively I do repeat the simple formula
    "Solve et coagula"

    He stands to face his fate alone
    Who will not be content with stone

    Some distant glimmers used to lessen my despair
    Since then this darkened cell has lost its charm
    Now I seek a lightning's glare

    "Grips thee, thou Superman! Where is the soul elated?
    Where is the breast that in its self a world created" -M

    "Why grinnest thou at me, thou hollow skull?
    Save that thy brain, confused like mine, once sought bright day
    And in the sombre twilight dull,
    With lust for truth, went wretchedly astray?"

    ResponderEliminar
  3. 7. Elevator

    Night comes with the smell of murder
    And shadows fall long on my trail
    Such are the hazards of my craft

    All lights disperse
    And the devil takes me down

    There is panic in my fascination
    Like soothing wine is my despair
    Gracefully I fall to pieces

    Then lights disperse
    And the devil takes me down

    The gears keep turning
    And the ropes stretch far
    In this world of hopelessness

    I have come a long way now
    The fatal riddles
    Beckon me
    I have come a long way now
    A leap from faith
    And gravity
    I have come a long way now
    To find the nest
    Where treasures sleep
    I have come a long way now
    The fairest lies
    Are hidden in the deep

    In the deep

    There is vanity in my destruction
    There is mockery in my ordeal
    Indefinite is the course of my decent

    When lights disperse
    And the devil takes me


    8. Threnody

    He lies quiet now
    In the nothing
    And there is no epitaph
    No stone

    Yet - his legacy flows
    Like a river

    Walker of barren paths
    Seer of night
    Friend of shadows
    A carrier of light

    And his legacy flows
    Like a river from ice
    The hungry heart opens
    And drinks from this fountain
    So cold

    There are no promises
    In his solitary grave
    There is no salvation
    Only words

    But what then are these precious streams
    Of coldness from the heights?
    They will never reach the fields below

    What is this silent grave?
    To those who never sought to find it?
    What is greatness to the dead?

    And his legacy flows
    Like a river from ice
    The hungry heart opens
    And drinks from this fountain
    So cold


    9. Monolith

    It was never
    The icy winds of the heights
    But the coldness of the world
    That hardened my foundation

    Whether your approach
    Is that of praise or blasphemy
    The construction of my being
    Will remain the same

    If my soaring presence
    Threatens to break your neck
    Then so be it
    You shall dread my name

    There is a fundamental cleft
    Between your world and mine
    One of divine origin

    Were you to witness
    The nakedness of your own soul
    It would still appear a tower of Babel

    Is it such a crime to go apart and be alone?
    Your holy simplicity turns gold into stone

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