Angath-Demolier-DEMO-2011-GothaiGrym


Gothai Grym of ANGATH presents:



	Artist: Angath
	Album: Demolier
	Year: 2011

	Genre: Gothic Metal (Black/Gothic/Industrial)
	Label: N/A
	Cat.nr: N/A

	Source: Original demo recording
	R.date: 06-06-2011
	Size: 105 MB

	Grabber: Adobe Audition 3.0
	Encoder: mp3PRO® Fraunhofer IIS
	Quality: CBR 320 Kbps/44,1/Stereo (8.8:1)


	Tracklist:

	I. Ciemnosc ciagla		06:22
	II. Dödsfabrik			03:11
	III. Lounge Act (Nirvana Cover)	02:30
	IV. Eichhörnchenrad		07:00
	V. Whisky Woe Waltz		09:21
	VI. Streben nach Sterben	05:43
	VII. Dejection & Gloom		03:00
	VIII. Diminuendo of Doom	08:18

					45:25

	Lyrics:
	
	I. Ciemnosc ciagla

Slonce oslepiajace
Potepiony stwórca
Smiej sie i patrz
Gwiazda nadzieji zgasnie jak lampa

Ciemnosc ciagla

Wszystko jest czarne, wewnatrz i nazewnatrz
Celsjusz idzie w dól a ja z nim
Slonce jak plama przed oczami
Migocze coraz slabiej

Ciemnosc ciagla

Ból ostry a zarazem kojacy
Serce bije tak mocno
Rozpacz zamienia sie w euforie
Gdy poranna wstaje zorza
Ptaki zamilkly
Liscie obnarzaja konary drzew
Ciemnosc ciagla
Ciemnosc ciagla

	II. Dödsfabrik

Smak av spik
Lukt av lik
Panik panik
Dödsfabrik

Flyktförsök
Förgäves

Smak av spik
Lukt av lik
Panik
Dödsfabrik

Flyktförsök
Förgäves

	III. Lounge Act (Nirvana Cover)

Truth covered in security
I can't let you smother me
I'd Like to but it couldn't work
Trading off, taking turns
Don't regret a thing
And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to prove I still

Smell her on you

Don't tell me what I want to hear
Afraid of never knowing fear
Experience anything you need
I'll keep fighting jealousy
Until it's fucking gone

And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to prove I still

Smell her on you

Truth covered in security
I can't let you smother me
I'd like to but it couldn't work
Trading off, taking turns
Don't regret a thing

And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to make you a deal
We've made a pact to learn from who
And ever we want without new rules
We'll share what's lost and what we grew
They'll go out of their way
To prove they still

Smell her on you
They still
Smell her on you

	IV. Eichhörnchenrad

Jeden Tag aufwachen
Gestern wieder zu erleben
Wie ein wohlgeprobtes Schauspiel
Wird jedes Mal das Gleiche geschehen

Ständiger Zuschauer
Szene nach Szene, Akt nach Akt
Alle Ereignisse und Dialogstelle bekannt
Nur nicht das Ende

Immer dieselben Menschen
Dieselben ekelhaften Menschen
Immer dieselben Worte
Derselbe… derselbe Scheiß

Immer dasselbe Streben
Nach Sinn voller Nichts
Immer dasselbe Leben
Dasselbe leere lächerliche Dasein

Der einzige Ausweg
Von diesem Eichhörnchenrad
Der ist dunkel
Doch er bietet ein Ende an

	V. Whisky Woe Waltz

I find myself at night walking alone
Aimlessly drifting
Far away from home
Through thoughts and emotions sifting
Trying to get a hold of my mind
Trying to get a hold of myself
Wishing I could rewind
To a moment when I felt well

Alit is the night
By piss-coloured street light
Blurry sight
Gripping the bottle tight
Reaching a height
But my within is without might
Taking flight
For I have lost the will to fight

I find myself leading to follow
This dark dance of decay
Heels echoing hollow
As it goes further away
Into the halls
Of beauty and pain profound
Whisky woe waltz
Round and round and round and round
It goes

	VI. Streben nach Sterben

Wo willst du hin?
Sag mir, kleines Kind, wo willst du hin?
Sag mir, hast du ein Ziel?
Sag mir, wo willst du hin?
Sag mir, kleines Kind, hast du ein Ziel?

Ich will weit
Ich will das Leid

Sag mir, lieber Freund, wo gehst du hin?
Sag mir, was ist dein Weg?
Sag mir, wo gehst du hin?
Sag mir, lieber Freund, was ist dein Weg?

Ich geh' unter
Mein Weg ist weg

Verfall – Dekadenz – Melancholie – ohne Ende
Schönheit – Grausamkeit – Liebe – Tod

Streben nach Sterben

Ich bin zu Friede
Verloren in den Liedern

Sag mir, kleines Kind, wo willst du hin?
Sag mir, hast du ein Ziel?
Sag mir, wo willst du hin?
Sag mir, kleines Kind, hast du ein Ziel?

Verfall – Dekadenz – Melancholie – ohne Ende
Schönheit – Grausamkeit – Liebe – Tod
Verfall – Dekadenz – Melancholie – ohne Ende
Schönheit – Grausamkeit – Liebe – Tod

Streben nach Sterben

	VII. Dejection & Gloom

[Instrumental]

	VIII. Diminuendo of Doom

Along the long hard rail masses on the way
On their way today as tomorrow and yesterday
To work, work, work and obey
Under unknown command they stay

Rolling on, ever forward with haste, without hesitation
Destination: Dreamland, an end station never reached
Carriage after carriage filled with masses of arses
Each and everyone of them passes away

Alone on the platform I stand
Free from chains, free from fears
In a world of dreams turned to sand

I stand there waiting for the ding
And the familiar announcing voice
My ears are longing for something
The sound of a fast approaching noise

Along the long hard rail I am on my way
On my way to a distant nowhere
Colourless, true and divine
An ambient nothingness that is all mine

Head against the rail, a playful rattle clatter
I can hear the end
A shrill metallic bless for a self-kill mess
A sudden death
A resonance of determination
Of dejection and gloom, a diminuendo of doom

	~