THE QUEEN OF ALL CITIES
Un nuevo repaso al último trabajo de los estadounidenses Judicator, "The last emperor", editado el pasado 2018 nos sirve para, una vez más, redundar en la misma idea que acude a nuestra cabeza al enfrentarnos a material de este grupo, calidad, y un estilo power mucho más propio de la escena europea que de la americana de la que proceden. Un sonido europeo que se agudiza más aún al comparar inevitablemente la voz del cantante con la de uno de los grandes en dicho puesto, "Hansi Kursch" de Blind Guardian. Sirva como ejemplo del citado buen hacer otra de las canciones extraídas de la citada obra, "The queen of all cities", un tema de nueve minutos, del que dejo un enlace a youtube.
The Kingdom! The savior will save us
The Kingdom! The savior will be our guiding light
For weeks now, it seems like we’ve traveled through limbo
And at last we see her shine, Constantinople!
Sinners and the saintly will kneel!
Sinners and the saintly will halt for Alexios
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
Swear him oaths of fealty and he’ll open up the way
Cresting, the waves of crusaders
Spilling down from off the hill
Resting, the Queen of all Cities
Swear Alexios your word and then be on your way
Expanses we traversed, starvation
The desert, the hunger — it drove us to our breaking point
The horses were cut and, little by little, the poor things were drained until one day they collapsed to the ground
Sinners and the saintly will march!
Sinners and the saintly will go marching to their fate
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
Spirit and the body unite when pushed to the edge
Left behind Constantinople
We swore to return what was theirs
Blessed be the Queen of all Cities
For all the lands and people lost, lost to Seljuk Turks
Far off in the distance, I see Nicaea
Far off in the distance, perhaps we’ll find relief
Fortress in shrouds
Shimmers on the lake
Head in the clouds
Coming down the hill
Long did I seek for a path to salvation
Never could I wash off the scales from my poor eyes
Long did I struggle to free myself from my chains
Never could I break off the bindings of my guilt and shame
Sinners and the saintly will fall
Sinners and the saintly are equals in the great abyss
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
When I take my last breath, I hope I can laugh and smile
But how can I live with this burden?
How can I ease my heart before I die?
Grace to the ones we have plundered
I will never sleep the same
Grant me healing rain
Rain now
I will never be alone
Weeping, trembling at the throne Golden eyes stare back at me
Guitar Solo 1: Tony
Guitar Solo 2: Michael
The Kingdom! The savior will be our guiding light
For weeks now, it seems like we’ve traveled through limbo
And at last we see her shine, Constantinople!
Sinners and the saintly will kneel!
Sinners and the saintly will halt for Alexios
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
Swear him oaths of fealty and he’ll open up the way
Cresting, the waves of crusaders
Spilling down from off the hill
Resting, the Queen of all Cities
Swear Alexios your word and then be on your way
Expanses we traversed, starvation
The desert, the hunger — it drove us to our breaking point
The horses were cut and, little by little, the poor things were drained until one day they collapsed to the ground
Sinners and the saintly will march!
Sinners and the saintly will go marching to their fate
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
Spirit and the body unite when pushed to the edge
Left behind Constantinople
We swore to return what was theirs
Blessed be the Queen of all Cities
For all the lands and people lost, lost to Seljuk Turks
Far off in the distance, I see Nicaea
Far off in the distance, perhaps we’ll find relief
Fortress in shrouds
Shimmers on the lake
Head in the clouds
Coming down the hill
Long did I seek for a path to salvation
Never could I wash off the scales from my poor eyes
Long did I struggle to free myself from my chains
Never could I break off the bindings of my guilt and shame
Sinners and the saintly will fall
Sinners and the saintly are equals in the great abyss
The saints reign from heaven
The saints!
When I take my last breath, I hope I can laugh and smile
But how can I live with this burden?
How can I ease my heart before I die?
Grace to the ones we have plundered
I will never sleep the same
Grant me healing rain
Rain now
I will never be alone
Weeping, trembling at the throne Golden eyes stare back at me
Guitar Solo 1: Tony
Guitar Solo 2: Michael
By Nash
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