• Voto:
Dopo due mesi di distruzione ad Amsterdam ora rieccomi a riprovare a scrivere qualcosa di decente. Snervato dalla radio olandese, dopo due settimane ho deciso di spendere 17,50 €... credo siano stati i soldi spesi meglio in vita mia: ho comprato il primo live dei Lamb of God e ne sono rimasto shoccato!!!
La tracklist è composta da 15 canzoni scelte tra le migliori del loro repertorio e vengono tutte suonate in maniera perfetta, senza cali di potenza, senza che nessuno accusi un benchè minimo segno di stanchezza!! Assurdi!! Con questo live i Lamb of God hanno comfermato di essere dei musicisti con i controfiocchi.
Per conto mio ho solo un paio di note negative: la prima è l'intro, che mi ha lasciato alquanto perplesso, una specie di musichetta araba che non mi dice niente -comunque li ho perdonati subito, visto che finito l'intro attaccano con Laid to Rest, la mia preferita-, la seconda perplessità riguarda il loro modo di esibirsi che per quello che ho sentito mi è sembrato forse un po freddo, finita una canzone attaccano subito con l'altra, come macchine -comunque li perdono visto la qualità nell'esucuzione dei pezzi-.
In definitiva l'album è una scarica d'adrenalina da ettolitro, solo l'idea di essere li a a pogare mi fa l'aquolina in bocca, ma mi sa che dovrò aspettare il prossimo live in Italia. Speriamo arrivi presto!! Sono sempre gradite critiche costruttive per migliorare le recensioni, grazie in anticipo.
Elenco tracce e testi
02 Laid to Rest (03:50)
If there was
A single day I could live
A single breath I could take
I'd trade all the others away
The blood's on the wall
So you might as well just admit it
And bleach out the stains
Commit to forgetting it
You're better off empty and blank
Then left with a single pathetic trace of this
Smother another failure
Lay this to rest
Console yourself
You're better alone
Destroy yourself
See who gives a fuck
Absorb yourself
You're better alone
Destroy yourself
I'll chain you to the truth
For the truth shall set you free
I'll turn the screws of vengeance
And bury you with honesty
I'll make all your dreams come to life
Then slay them as quickly as they came
Smother another failure
Lay this to rest
Console yourself
You're better alone
Destroy yourself
See who gives a fuck
Absorb yourself
You're better alone
Destroy yourself
See who gives a fuck
See who gives a fuck
See who gives a fuck
Failure
If there was a day I could live
If there was a single breath I could take
I'd trade all the others away
I'd trade all the others away
03 Hourglass (03:48)
Privileged, a chosen few
Pissed with our time in hell
Witness a divine vision, the day we all fell still
Rapture of the dying age, a shattered hourglass
Wrath of the warring gods and so this too shall pass
It's only getting worse, not worth a moments regret
Each dawn another curse, every breath a twisting blade
What will be left behind in the ashes of the wake?
An ill wind blows this way, th edge of the envelope burns
For bearance and my vengeance, payment for your intent
Fear and death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace
Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace
God forbid you read the signs
Watch for meanings between the lines
Gehenna has now arrived, no hindsight for the blind
Your trust has been misplaced, believed the lies told to your face
Became another casualty and now it's too late
You finally made it home, draped in the flag that you fell for
And so it goes
The ashes of the wake
Its only getting worse...
04 As the Palaces Burn (03:28)
The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and race the legacy of their lies
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Towards the day we revolt.
As the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
A shot gun blast into the face of deceit
You'll gain your just reward.
We'll not rest until the purge is complete
You will reap what you've sown.
My redemption lies in your demise.
In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself?
The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself
To know the truth and live in fear of no man.
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Toward the day we revolt.
As the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
My redemption lies in your demise.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun.
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
05 Now You've Got Something to Die For (03:38)
Now you've got something to die for
Infidel, Imperial
Lust for blood, a blind crusade
Apocalyptic, we count the days
Bombs to set the people free
Blood to feed the dollar tree
Flages for coffins on the screen
Oil for the machine
Army of liberation, gunpoint, indoctrination
The fires of sedition
Fulfill the prophecy
Now you've got something to die for
Send the children to the fire, sons and
daughters stack the pyre
Stoke the flame of the empire
Live to lie another day
Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy
Apocalyptic, we count the days
We'll never get out of this hole until we've
Dug our own grave
And drug the rest down with us
The burning home of the brave
Burn
Now you've got something to die for
06 11th Hour (03:46)
The hour of reckoning draws near
Judgment day is here and gone
Sweetly she draws me into her arms
A liquid embrace to chase the day way.
Sedate Numb Deaf and Dumb
Stumbling into solitude.
A clouded judgment day is fueled.
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me.
So sweetly she sucks away at my time
So sweetly she draws me nigh
Closer and closer towards never ending sleep
Spin the bottle
Kiss only the bottle.
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement
Eternal engagement
Never consummated.
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me.
Destroyer of senses.
So take as needed for the pain
Another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky.
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again.
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again and again.
Take me under your black wings.
Jacked up on the taste of self-destruction.
07 Terror and Hubris in the House of Frank Pollard (06:33)
All the fucked up things trap & punish me I cannot explain my problem.
Kill my hopeless life I cannot be hypnotized. You owe me.
Push aside the veil to welcome in the visitors.
Eyes like halogen illuminate the soma peering out of spherical night mask.
Paleolithic subconscious icons lumber through dreamscape archetype of archangel.
Topside its far worse- infants painted gauze peer through murky jars; soon I'm wearing the skin
of the morning star.
Green locks my name fills an empty banner. Frank, what have you gotten me into now?
I am not afraid to speak my heart & mind it cannot be saved sell me over. Fuck your hopeless
world, I am blacker than the sun. Tragedy. Have you seen the speedy, yes?
Bleeds through the sleep onto the page. I'm sailin'...
08 Ruin (03:57)
The knowledge that seeking the favor of another
Means the murder of self.
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.
Silence speeds the path to your streams of solace that run so few and narrow.
Brooks that babble the sounds of torture.
You will one day rise
To flood the banks of the chosen.
This is the art of ruin.
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.
I will show you all that I have mastered
Fear. Pain. Hatred. Power.
This is the art of ruin.
10 Pariah (05:14)
The sore on the edge of your mouth
it mirrors the ones on your arm of black tar
you've known the ripping.
And I've seen you pissing your condition into the dirt.
I know you don't want to live in the dirt you want to know nothing but dirt you know you can't
beat weakness.
Kill the flux. Stretched to breaking an obscene canvas on a stretcher of parasitism.
You piece of shit I won'y say your name but I will say this- Fuck off and die (sooner the better).
You've shot out your eyes but I'm seeing that you cannot feel anything of worth.
Know that you've pissed life away, lost in your narcotic dreams.
Heart pumping futile shit through your veins.
Why does it bother? I want to punch in your sunken face and see your dusty blood smear through
the air in a polluted crimson arc,
splattering in a useless pattern on the concrete. Moribund.
12 Bloodletting (02:17)
Archaic methods transfer through well in the face of mass denial. Bitterness
fuels the mode for the escape of mediocrity. Stepping the grate, shattered
nerves ground down to a glass edge carrying me away. Bloodletting a favorite
game of solitaire. A suicide mission destined to fail, a moving ladder to
climb taking me away. I wouldn't have it any other way.
13 The Subtle Arts of Murder and Persuasion (04:39)
The dark crow man sits and stares into the oblivion into cold into nothingness;
it's snowing in his mind.
He's created himself in his own image.
Lust held for him means naught,
a knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips;
the welcome in a woman's eyes holds nothing for him.
Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck.
His dead eyes pierce the night.
As his gaze falls down on the city it fills him the method ascertained, conviction.
He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed.
14 Vigil (05:00)
Our father thy will be done.
I have denied this life its worth
I will not be the victim.
Sickness to you my master
Here's to getting worse
Hope it kills you faster.
Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out.
This vigil burns
Until the day our fires overtake you.
Our father we forsake you.
Blesses be his name
Nothing now the same.
Ask me why I hate
Why I've prayed to see the nation that I loved disintegrate
And gladly give my life
That revolution regenerates.
In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue.
I defy you to continue.
In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue.
Smite the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered.
15 What I've Become (04:23)
Blank stares from broken men
So withered from the poisons they cant
Remember when
There were once honest reasons
It's all a li, it died 100,000 miles ago
Pretending Im still here
Justify what ive become, sanctify what
I've become
Amazing disgrace...(how) sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
Better lost if this is found, best blinded
Never to see
The race to save face, nothing now is what
We meant it to be
Prentending Im still here
Its a system now, intertwined
Take your place in the line to be ground by
The gears of the masterpiece
Betrayal
Suffered consequence
Its been so long any piece of this made any
Kind of sense
You anoint the king, Ill burn everything
Down to ashes
You giveth, I taketh away
It's a system now, intertwined
Take your place in the line to be ground by
The gears of the masterpiece
Betrayal
16 Black Label (04:57)
The human confrontation, I've build a phobia.
It takes my essence somewhere,
Somewhere to take control.
I may be far from rocking.
I am the one alone.
I may be far behind lines.
And made them turn away.
I want to know, hey you, watch out!
I've made them turn to cripple, hey you, watch out!
When i will know, who'll know, back fight!
Why time would let me die to control.
I fear nothing, why don't you know!?
I rip my mind and why don't you bleed!?
I fear no one, why you turn back!?
I may not stop.
My freedom can't contain but tell me,
The pain I liberate,
Riff hostility to anyone
Has made us so much hate.
I made them turn from hate but tell me
The pain and suffering
I made them turn from hate but tell me
The pain and suffering
I... know.
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