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Kreuzweg OST - martial industrial с сэмплами времен Второй Мировой. Неплохо так.
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Да ну нафих. Summoning, последние 2 альбома.
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Живописные скрины. Как по сравнению с первой частью?
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Fallout 2, Septerra Core и BG. Все благодаря моему дяде =)
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Summoning - Mirdautas Vras Brus-kuluz taurzur bыrzu tiil-ob Hush-ob dhurum agh ufum dhurum Tor Vautu brus-troguz Urgai-u gukh dыmp agh tiimor Talaan-u rыk-ir tor urыk Nauru-ir agh kragoru nыrsu grishыrz Nork-ulu furtun agh goth Mordor-ob bot-tuk Ghaash agh akыl - Nazgыl skoiz Mirdautas vras! Karn ghaamp agh nыt Shaut Manwe quiinubat gukh
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Да, присоединяюсь к вышесказанному. Было бы неплохо увидеть кто и когда и за что ставил плюсы, а то уже не помню, а интересно.
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Die Verbannten Kinder Evas - сайд проект опять же Протектора из Summoning, представляющий из себя gothic/darkwave/medieval с чистым вокалом Протектора и женским вокалом. Больше всего порадовали первый и последний альбомы. На первом очень красивые мелодии, а на последнем очень красивый женский вокал.
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Abigor - атмосферный, техничный, мясной, но при этом мелодичный блэк с истошным вокалом Силениуса из Саммонинга на первых альбомах; брутальный, техничный, мясной, прогрессивный блэк на последних альбомах. Собственно ранние альбомы нравяцца очень, хотя последние объективно неплохи.
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Ice Ages - Dead But Wide Awake Alone i am here and cannot die My eyes can talk - I communicate S.O.S please save my soul Pull the plug, i beg from you Pity i cannot need I am dead but wide awake This nightmare you must end My weekend body is to tired to fight
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Ice Ages - сайд проект Протектора из Summoning. Представляет из себя смесь из дарквейва, индастриала и эмбиента, с вкраплениями транса и техно. Очень мрачная музыка...
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Summoning - Over Old Hills The air was neither night or a day, But faintly dark with softest light When first glimmered into sight The Cottage of Lost Play You and me - we know that land And often have been there in The old days, old days The dark child and a fair Was it down the paths of firelight Dreams in winter cold and white, Or in the blue-spun twilight, twilight hours The air was neither night or day, But faintly dark with softest light, When first there glimmered into sight The Cottage of Lost Play And why we never found the same Old cottage, or magic Track that leads between a silver sea, Between a silver sea And those old shores and gardens fair Where all things are that ever were - We know not, You and Me We know not, You and Me Those old shores and gardens fair Where all things are That ever were The air was neither night or day, But faintly dark with softest light, When first there glimmered into sight The Cottage of Lost Play And those old shores and gardens Where all things are that ever were We know not, You and Me, We know not, You and Me And these old shores And gardens fair Where all things are That ever were [before] Air was neither night or day But faintly dark with softest light When first there glimmered The Cottage of Lost Play
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Summoning - Beleriand To north, to north there lay the land of dread Dungorthin, where all ways were dead In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold Beyond was deadly nighshades hold To south, to south the wide earth unexplored To west, to west the ancient ocean roared To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled The mountains of the outer world. Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild To east in peaks of blue were piled In silence folded, mist enfurled The mountains of the outer world Beyond the tangled, woodland shade Thorn and thicket grove and glade Whose brooding boughs with magic hung Were ancient when the world was young
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Metallica - That Was Just Your Life Like a siren in my head that always threatens to repeat, Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver's seat, Like a face that learns to speak, when all it knew was how to bite Like a misery that keeps me focused though I've gone astray Like an endless nightmare that I must awaken from each day. Like conviction A premonition, Not worthy of, so I deny... I deny. [Pre-chorus:] I blind my eyes and try to force it all into place, I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace. I blind my eyes, I hide and feel it passing me by, I open just in time to say goodbye. [Chorus:] Almost like your life, Almost like your endless fight, Curse the day is long, Realize you don't belong, Disconnect somehow, Never stop the bleeding now, Almost like your fight, And there it went, Almost like your life. Like a wound that keeps on bleeding to remind me not to think Like a raging river drowning when I only need a drink, Like a poison that I swallow, but I want the world to die. Like a release from a prison that I didn't know I was in, Like a fight to live the past I prayed to leave from way back then Like a general without a mission until the war will start again, Start again. [Pre-chorus] [Chorus] [solo] Like a touch from hell to feel how hot That it can get if you get caught, Like a strike from heaven turns that key, And brings you straight down to your knees, Like a touch from hell to feel how hot That it can get if I get caught, Like a strike from heaven to reprieve, That brings you straight down to your knees. [Dual guitar solo] [Chorus] That was just your life.