не понимаю смысл бесполезной долбежки по мозгам в heavy metal. вся красота музыки в симфоническом метале у Nightiwsh, Epica и прочих.
А мне нравится прог-метал. Такие группы как Tool (но других похожих групп я не знаю) - просто бальзам для души. Иногда такие триады выдают в текстах, что хоть в "священные писания" записывай.
Free fall through our midnight
This epilogue of our own fable
Heedless in our slumber
Floating nescient we
Free fall through this boundlessness
This madness
Of our own making
This epilogue of our own fable
Heedless in our slumber
Floating nescient we
Free fall through this boundlessness
This madness
Of our own making
Falling isn't flying
Floating isn't infinite
Floating isn't infinite
Come, our end, suddenly
All hail our lethargy
Concede suddenly
All hail our lethargy
Concede suddenly
To the quickened dissolution
Pray we mitigate the ruin
Calling all to arms and order
Pray we mitigate the ruin
Calling all to arms and order
Drifting through this boundlessness
This madness of our own making
This madness of our own making
Sound our dire reveille
Rouse all from our apathy
Lest we
Cease to be
Rouse all from our apathy
Lest we
Cease to be
Stir us from our
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order
Sound the dread alarm
Through our primal body
Sound the reveille
To be or not to be
Rise
Stay the grand finale
Stay the reading of our swan song and epilogue
One drive to stay alive
It's elementary
Muster every fiber
Mobilize
Stay alive
Through our primal body
Sound the reveille
To be or not to be
Rise
Stay the grand finale
Stay the reading of our swan song and epilogue
One drive to stay alive
It's elementary
Muster every fiber
Mobilize
Stay alive
Stir us from our
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order
