HAUNTING SEASON
"Sexorcism" es el noveno ya disco de estudio de los finlandeses "Lordi", muy conocidos a nivel planetario por su "performance" en vivo y su universal "look" zombi. Realmente esta banda ha sido bastante fiel al concepto inicial que en su día se propusieron, fiajandose según confesión propia en bandas como "Kiss" en lo que se refiere a todo lo demás aparte de la música. Esa pretensión de dar que hablar por algo más que su sonido y que desde luego les ha creado esa identidad reconocida por todos. En lo sonoro, como decía al inicio, han sido fieles a ese concepto a medio camino entre el heavy metal y el hard n heavy, con rasgos oscuros, electrónicos e innovadores que al final resultan, junto con sus letras irreverentes y en ocasiones no exentas de polémica ser su seña de identidad. Este noveno capítulo no iba a ser diferente en ninguno de los citados aspectos, siendo una obra que gustará a los seguidores del grupo. Hoy quiero dejar en el blog una de sus canciones, concretamente este "Haunting Season" de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
In the witching hour the moon is up
And lights the fields
Hear the distant sound of the owls cry
The night's surreal
In this forgotten graveyard
Where all forbidden things are
Buried and hiding, waiting
Headstones are slowly shaking
The buried ones will now awake
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
They gather around and plan the haunt
Until the end
Make the people run - Let them tire
Ripped to shreds
In this forgotten graveyard
Where all forbidden things are
Buried and hiding, waiting
Headstones are slowly shaking
The buried ones will now awake
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
And lights the fields
Hear the distant sound of the owls cry
The night's surreal
In this forgotten graveyard
Where all forbidden things are
Buried and hiding, waiting
Headstones are slowly shaking
The buried ones will now awake
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
They gather around and plan the haunt
Until the end
Make the people run - Let them tire
Ripped to shreds
In this forgotten graveyard
Where all forbidden things are
Buried and hiding, waiting
Headstones are slowly shaking
The buried ones will now awake
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
The haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The haunters horn calls shades of dogs
The games afoot and now the haunt is on
Resurrected from the dead
The haunting season has begun
The mortal fate to be ghostly prey
There's no escape because the haunt is on
By Nash
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