EPITAPH
"The Spectre Within", una de esas obras en las que la mayoría de la gente coincide con señalarla como uno de los mejores momentos de la banda "Fates Warning" y también uno de esos discos perfectos tomado en su conjunto dentro de lo que es el sonido del heavy metal en general. Muchos son los momentos destacables del disco, y desde luego no puedo resistir la tentación de dejar una de mis canciones preferidas de los estadounidenses del disco, y de toda su discografía, "Epitaph", esa larga canción de 12 minutos que es un resumen en si mismo de como hacer heavy metal. El punto progresivo de esta banda, que en la época a la que me refiero hoy era más sutil siendo más contundente su pegada en términos de heavy de la vieja escuela, pues bien, ese punto progresivo va perfecto con esta canción, "Epitaph", de su segunda obra de estudio "The Spectre within" de 1985, y de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
Isolation freezes my life, coldness grips my heart
Trapped within a world, a world apart.
Desolate am I, a tempest raging silently.
Lost a barren soul adrift at sea.
Catatonic state, it sharpens lifes depressing edge
The clamor draws me closer to the ledge.
As I gaze upon this burning world I curse this life,
A life through which I'm hurled.
Lies, lies upon this side and that
Truthless violence deception mourned by the wise.
Thousands of voices drowning out his own
In a popular torrent of lies upon lies.
Turn to stone.
So intense the pain that has crawled
From the bleeding corpse of pleasure,
That feeds the worm the writhes
Inside my brain.
In the deep of night it stirs again
In the heart of the sleeper,
From the crack of dawn I wake to curse
The rising of the sun.
Every life is built on hope
Now my dreams have surely passed,
Inner voices haunt my numbered days
Darkness calls me with her laughs.
Torn between life and death inertia
Fills my soul.
Now will to be nor pride to care
Reapers take your toll.
Strangers cast a menacing glance as
Existence I defy.
Shatter their dream like world I'm not
Afraid to die
Torn between life and death inertia
Fills my soul.
No will to be nor pride to care
Reapers take your toll.
Strangers cast a menacing glance as
Existence I defy.
Shatter their dream like world I'm not
Afraid to die
Afraid to die
Omen bird soars the desert land to the castle
Of idolence, there lies the shadow of a man.
You see the colored flowers and marble towers
They fade to brown
Like the unknown inscribed in stone
He's abandoned, abandoned flesh and bones
He's lost in silence swallowed in vastness
Drowned in the depths of a meaningless
Past
Trapped within a world, a world apart.
Desolate am I, a tempest raging silently.
Lost a barren soul adrift at sea.
Catatonic state, it sharpens lifes depressing edge
The clamor draws me closer to the ledge.
As I gaze upon this burning world I curse this life,
A life through which I'm hurled.
Lies, lies upon this side and that
Truthless violence deception mourned by the wise.
Thousands of voices drowning out his own
In a popular torrent of lies upon lies.
Turn to stone.
So intense the pain that has crawled
From the bleeding corpse of pleasure,
That feeds the worm the writhes
Inside my brain.
In the deep of night it stirs again
In the heart of the sleeper,
From the crack of dawn I wake to curse
The rising of the sun.
Every life is built on hope
Now my dreams have surely passed,
Inner voices haunt my numbered days
Darkness calls me with her laughs.
Torn between life and death inertia
Fills my soul.
Now will to be nor pride to care
Reapers take your toll.
Strangers cast a menacing glance as
Existence I defy.
Shatter their dream like world I'm not
Afraid to die
Torn between life and death inertia
Fills my soul.
No will to be nor pride to care
Reapers take your toll.
Strangers cast a menacing glance as
Existence I defy.
Shatter their dream like world I'm not
Afraid to die
Afraid to die
Omen bird soars the desert land to the castle
Of idolence, there lies the shadow of a man.
You see the colored flowers and marble towers
They fade to brown
Like the unknown inscribed in stone
He's abandoned, abandoned flesh and bones
He's lost in silence swallowed in vastness
Drowned in the depths of a meaningless
Past
By Nash
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