ONE LAST CRY
Si hay que buscar la elegancia por defecto sin duda alguna en una de las escenas internacionales que deberíamos recalar en primer lugar debería ser en la sueca, una aparentemente interminable cantera de bandas con una aparente facilidad innata para crear música de calidad. Hoy traigo al blog a los suecos Sarayasign, que cumplen con creces lo expuesto, formados en 2020, han comenzado su carrera con fuerza e ilusión a juzgar por contar ya con tres obras de estudio en estos cinco años de vida si incluimos su último trabajo "Shadows of the dying light" que verá la luz de manera oficial el último día de este mes de octubre. Heavy metal melódico flirteando con ese hard rock moderno nórdico tan efectivo. De este último trabajo dejo hoy en el blog su adelanto "One last cry" del que dejo un enlace a youtube.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzyP28L8ZYc
Look for the moment when you last felt alive.
There will come a day, when there's no reason to hide.
Look for the lonely, cause everyone looks for the flame.
Look within yourself cause in the dark we´re all the same.
There's no burden you won't bare, but something tells you not to stare.
Cause it´s getting closer everywhere and now the shadow's in your mind.
Now won't you tell me;
tell me what you've seen there in the dark?
Is there endless pain and sorrow?
Might be there but gone tomorrow.
Tell me; tell me how to breathe under the stars.
This is not goodbye, we're strong enough for one last time, one last cry.
Look for the homeless, give them a reason to breathe.
There will come a time for the wounded and hopeless in need.
Look for the soulless, some say they still can be saved
.
Look for the wounded, cause they might live to fight their disarray.
There's no burden you won't bare, but something tells you not to stare.
Cause it´s getting closer everywhere and now the shadow's in your mind.
Now won't you tell me;
tell me what you've seen there in the dark?
Is there endless pain and sorrow?
Might be there but gone tomorrow.
Tell me; tell me how to breathe under the stars.
This is not goodbye, we're strong enough for one last time, one last cry.
I've defeated nevermore, been through hell and back,
I'm sure.
I believe in miracles and I've decided long ago;
not to let anyone else but you, speak the truth.
I've been under lock and key, found myself within a dream;
haunted by a million screams, but I've decided long ago;
not to let anyone else but you, speak the truth.
Now won't you tell me;
tell me what you've seen there in the dark?
Is there endless pain and sorrow?
Might be there but gone tomorrow.
Tell me; tell me how to breathe under the stars.
This is not goodbye, we're strong enough for one last time, one last cry.
So won't you tell me; tell me how you've seen it in the stars.
Do we end up in the rubble and lights go out as if popping a bubble?
Tell me; tell me to believe in what we are.
This is not goodbye, we're strong enough for one last time, one last cry.
By Nash
