ANGELS CALLING
Nuevo ejemplo que ilustra también lo expuesto en la anterior entrada del blog, esa tendencia a intentar sacar más dinero por medio de colaboraciones y singles con temas inéditos, todo un clásico. En esta ocasión me refiero a los suecos "Sabaton" que colaboran con los finlandeses "Apocalyptica" con la canción "Angels Calling". Casualmente Sabaton saldrá de gira con apocalyptica y Amaranthe, y resultará completamente adecuado tener un tema que cantar en conjunto en el momento de la presentación en vivo de la banda. En lo musical se impone en la canción colaboración el estilo "sabatoniano" frente al concepto "Apocalyptico", resultando la mezcla adecuada para los seguidores habituales de la banda. Dejo un enlace a youtube del clip de la canción.
Sent to kill, to watch no man’s land
Snipers are moving unseen
Fight for land, to lose it again
Shrapnel is filling the air
Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, better keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test, it’s a synchronized sacrifice
Get the wounded after dark
Left alone in no man’s land
Maddening chaos at the front
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Shells and guns, a rifle and scope
Bullets are wearing your name
Losing track of time and of space
Midnight at sanity’s edge
Losing friends to artillery shells, at the break of dawn
Break their will, as yours has been broken, they’re here alone, dream of home
Charge at dawn to gain a yard
Scout at night to guard their lines
Leave your life in fortunes hand
When the bullet hits it’s mark
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test, it’s a synchronized sacrifice
When the bullet hits it’s mark
Know your time in hell has been served
You won’t return to home
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Calling you home
Snipers are moving unseen
Fight for land, to lose it again
Shrapnel is filling the air
Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, better keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test, it’s a synchronized sacrifice
Get the wounded after dark
Left alone in no man’s land
Maddening chaos at the front
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Shells and guns, a rifle and scope
Bullets are wearing your name
Losing track of time and of space
Midnight at sanity’s edge
Losing friends to artillery shells, at the break of dawn
Break their will, as yours has been broken, they’re here alone, dream of home
Charge at dawn to gain a yard
Scout at night to guard their lines
Leave your life in fortunes hand
When the bullet hits it’s mark
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, keep your head down low
Charge their lines, the ultimate test, it’s a synchronized sacrifice
When the bullet hits it’s mark
Know your time in hell has been served
You won’t return to home
Dream of heaven
Angels are calling your name
Calling you home
By Nash
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