CURSE OF THE IRON KING
Otra banda nueva, (o bastante nueva mejor dicho, sobre todo bajo el nombre de "Lux Perpetua" puesto que como "Sentinel" llevan desde 2004 juntos). En definitiva, sería hablar con mayor propiedad decir que el grupo no ha editado material propio bajo el nombre de "Lux Perpetua" hasta 2014, en forma de un EP, "Forever we stand". Originarios de Polonia, su sonido es un Power metal absolutamente de corte europeo, una banda que gustará a los amantes del género que tanto se prodigó desde la mitad de la década de los noventa hasta la mitad de la de los 2000. En 2017 con la inclusión de nuevo cantante editan su primer LP, "The curse of the Iron King", un disco como decía más arriba perfecto para los amantes del power metal desde la perspectiva europea, incluida la temática épica de las letras. Hay apoyo en los teclados para las melodías y un trabajo vocal bueno y personal no "cojeando" el grupo en ningún apartado. Hoy quiero dejar una canción de su LP de 2017, concretamente la que da nombre a la obra, "Curse of the iron king" de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
Along the trail the wind is blowing,
sudden gust of fusty air.
Sad reminder of the years gone by.
Pile of rocks lies down the valley,
carved words, forgotten signs.
Tired statue that's pointing to the sky.
pre chorus
And who will mention those days of disgrace?
Which have gone away like dust! Ooo...
chorus
Now let the wind tell you the story.
All that recalls the past is stone.
Ten thousand years of purgatory.
As time goes by he dwells alone.
It's the curse of Iron King.
Anger pushes to the treason,
shrouding thoughts with pitch-black veil,
turning man into the mindless beast.
Brother stood against his brother,
and his eyes were blind to see,
that his heart was engulfed by the greed.
chorus
Hey stranger, slow down in journey.
And hear the whispers in the wind.
Let them remind you how I suffer.
And shed a tear for poor old King.
chorus
sudden gust of fusty air.
Sad reminder of the years gone by.
Pile of rocks lies down the valley,
carved words, forgotten signs.
Tired statue that's pointing to the sky.
pre chorus
And who will mention those days of disgrace?
Which have gone away like dust! Ooo...
chorus
Now let the wind tell you the story.
All that recalls the past is stone.
Ten thousand years of purgatory.
As time goes by he dwells alone.
It's the curse of Iron King.
Anger pushes to the treason,
shrouding thoughts with pitch-black veil,
turning man into the mindless beast.
Brother stood against his brother,
and his eyes were blind to see,
that his heart was engulfed by the greed.
chorus
Hey stranger, slow down in journey.
And hear the whispers in the wind.
Let them remind you how I suffer.
And shed a tear for poor old King.
chorus
By Nash
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