Canciones para una vida - Powerwolf - 1589

 

1589

Los alemanes Powerwolf están ya listos con su siguiente LP de estudio, "Wake up the wicked" que saldrá a la venta en el mes de julio. Está claro que siempre apoyados en su calidad y capacidad para llegar a las masas, Powerwolf es una máquina de hacer dinero dentro de los límites que una música minoritaria como la nuestra permite, pero al hilo de esto ya editarán varias versiones en varios formatos con temas extra y cajas especiales de la obra. El primer single es este 1589 que basado en una historia real de dicho año narra las andanzas de un supuesto hombre lobo que terminó siendo ajusticiado, un tema del que dejo un enlace a youtube de su clip oficial, que por cierto dice su discográfica Napalm Records que se trata de su mayor producción de clip hasta la fecha.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5S0-oP9JsL0 

 

Fifteen Eighty Nine, face the call of force divine,
Fight under torment and fire,
Terminate his fate on October Twenty Eight,
Sentence a werewolf, a beast !

Deep in the night, where the hunted and hatred circle the wolf in the wild
And in pale lunar light, in the shape of the savage, guided by anger that blind

Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the Stump Wolf's killing twilight,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, call and fight, sacrify,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the name of the higher mighty,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, torture awaits tonight!

Fifteen Eighty Nine, said the murderer was lupine,
Women and children devoured,
Slayed on full-moon night, left but traces of the bites
One hand that phantom unleased!

Creep through the light, in his fever and madness, hunter and victim alike!

Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the Stump Wolf's killing twilight,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, call and fight, sacrify,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the name of the higher mighty,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, torture awaits tonight!


Fifteen Eighty Nine, with all spectators, stand in line
Head off, break up this beast!

Feast on his cries, as the torture is calling, hear as the streets tear the night,
Burning flames of a pyre, and the crowd they are roaring, stare as beheaded he lies!

Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the night of a thousand fires
Fifteen Eighty Nine, born a wild, died a lie,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, by the hand of a calling pyre,
Fifteen Eighty Nine, etched beyond your time! 

By Nash