SENSE OF TIME
Ya he hablado en varias ocasiones de esta buena banda alemana en el blog, y de nuevo, a pocos días de que publiquen su nuevo álbum "Monument" que será su decimotercer disco de estudio quiero dejar en el blog un tema de otro de sus discos. Crematory hace una música que se mueve entre el death metal
tradicional y el industrial. Se les ha etiquetado como góticos, pero yo
creo que hacen una música que recoge elementos de todas esas variantes
para crear un estilo personal, y lo logran. Para mi es uno de los
grandes en su género y es sin duda una de las bandas que más me gustan
haciendo este sonido. Crematory se crea en Alemania en 1991 comenzando a
editar discos de estudio en 1993, momento desde el que han sacado a la
luz 12 cd's, que han ido evolucionando desde un death más clásico en sus
primeros dos discos hasta un sonido más industrial en sus creaciones
intermedias y finales. En su música alternan las voces guturales con
voces limpias así como canciones o discos enteros cantados en inglés con
otros cantados en alemán y a diferencia de otras bandas Crematory
conserva practicamente intacta la formación inicial del grupo. A medida
que evolucionaron musicalmente fueron haciendo que los teclados fuesen
teniendo una mayor presencia hasta llegar a ser toda una seña de
identidad de su música. Hoy quiero referirme a su undécimo álbum, "Infinite", de 2010, y de él concretamente a su tema "Sense of time", otra buena canción de su discografía con todos los elementos típicos de la banda y de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
For the sense of time... the time of your life
Silence is a breed of loss shown in your words
There's no guarantee if once violence has hurt
There's no way back to silence through your silent night
Through your silent night skies and lifetime
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
You just can see, where you long to be
No drowning, no howling at the moon
Too soon you flee the dark night skies
Freedom is getting late at night and lost by standing on the crime
For the sense of time
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
Silence is a breed of loss shown in your words
There's no guarantee if once violence has hurt
There's no way back to silence through your silent night
Through your silent night skies and lifetime
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
You just can see, where you long to be
No drowning, no howling at the moon
Too soon you flee the dark night skies
Freedom is getting late at night and lost by standing on the crime
For the sense of time
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
Will the dreaming ever end, will the wishes never bend
Under the skies all heaven's black
Undisguised the pretty one's attack
The force of obligation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of honor and pride, the face of beauty
The hand of devastation, the sense of duty for the sense of time
The sense of adventure, the face of beauty
For the sense of time... the time of your life
By Nash
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