Fields Of Locust

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Self Released (2010)

Fields of Locust

Χώρα προέλευσης: Ελλάδα Τοποθεσία: Πάτρα, Πελοπόννησος Κατάσταση: Ενεργή Συγκροτήθηκε : 2008 Είδος: Doom/Sludge Metal Θέματα στίχωv: Κοινωνική Κριτική, Εσωτερικά Θέματα Περιέχει 6 κομμάτια και είναι κοντά 1 ώρα σε διάρκεια. Υπάρχει διαθέσιμο για free download στο link: http://www.mediafire.com/?lhmnqwygktj


01. The Province Of Thieves I’m a portrait of a fool So beautiful Yet so empty Yet so frail I’m your greatest friend I’m your worst enemy But you will never know I’m the sour taste on your lips I’m the scar you never show I’m those things you won’t let go Those tears you won’t let flow The reflection of all your flaws So you can rid yourself of guilt And find consolation Through your very own regression And you’ve lost yourself For this is the province of thieves (Here you can experience life Through the perception of others) 02. Wolves… You’re running in circles A martyr condemned to live Within limits mundane A fragile dominion Afraid of your shadow No hiding place under the sun A cowardly man With hands in cuffs They’re aiming at you Your mind is the target What they fear the most They will embrace it They’ll be dressed in sheepskin Look inside the eyes of the wolf A modern god – a savior Sleeves full of wonders The ever fearful drug lord The warmonger a threat to society They invade your home They trap you in a box Now they gag and rape you Never leave the keys on the door Now they are here to protect you The choice was yours all along 03. ...Under A Hunter's Moon No scar will ever show No blood, no fucking bruise Just a pale stain in your mind Face the truth of no healing 04. An Entrance Into Altered Mindtrips (Instrumental) At first you could see the sun smothered in clouds, vomiting the shapes ,the shadows with the presence of the red fire to indicate the event. We were silent watchers of the event taking place but we were astonished by the sight. A dark hand was showing a way as it burst out of the sun. The way the reptile was about to follow. On the other side was the genie, elder, great while the graceful unicorn was just emerging from the flames. And the sun never ceased to vomit. We could see far, at the aged walls. From white flames were they made, flames that indicated the borders. But they were moving, closing in. they were all moving, all closing in. As time passed we could see the shapes altering. The hand started to fade, the reptile shifted into a whale. The genie shaped into a fox staring at us and the unicorn finally became a raging bull. The walls were still closing in as you could see everything starting to age and the sun never ceased to vomit. At the time we decided to leave, a last look at the man with wings who was spectating the scenery. On the way back at a road clothed with trees we were drifted by the strong air but we laughed, like children playing. Now caged by the brick walls we just look out of the window sad, silent, wishing to fly away like birds... 05. Momentary Lapse I break and run – worn out, undone A wreckage of a man – what’s done is done I’m holding a gun – this is me And I’m here because of you Your urban illusions Your vengeful confusions Your violent intrusions This is you Your laws and instructions Your foulest attractions Your moral subtractions This is you 06. Fog You’re blind Blind by your fog And you think it supports you It seems to support you But it will disappear At the first strong wind