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Full-length, Kyrck prod.

February 17th, 2006

 

This is the only official release since the 93 demo (Not confuse with the

Hammerheart edition). Vinyl comes with poster and 12 page booklet. First 500

copies in black wax, rest 500 on splatter white.

 

1.The Wings Of My Dreamland04:15

2.Tell De Døde10:47

3.In The Woods...05:37

4.Creations Of An Ancient Shape07:48

5.Wothan's Return11:17

6.Heart Of The Ages06:39

7....And All This From Which Was And Will Never Come Again... (Child Of Universal Tongue)05:00

Total playing time51:23

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Сад слушам "Strange in Stereo" (одувек имам систем слушања од најновијих албума ка старијим) и ово тако захтева слушаоца ...

Ово, уопште, није лако за слушање, ово је врло захтевна музика.

У тоталу, то је комплимент, тражи од тебе да јој се посветиш, ово није музика за лифтове, кафиће и маркете.

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Jebote Heart of Ages je super album,al dobro ukusi su razliciti

 

Eeee, treba da ti vratim taj CD (posle 300 godinE)... :meshuggah:

 

A stvarno je odlican album i bend uopste zahteva da se dosta udubish prilikom slusanja... Kao sto kaze post iznad, nije za kafice i markete...

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Yearning The Seeds Of A New Dimension

 

Among hills I have wandered

Through forests so cold

Over mountains a raging thunder

followed the ways foretold

A request a "leave me be"...

Through the shape that I longed for...

Withering visions...

Bleeding to search for the more...

 

Behold the memories within,

A questful battle to win.

Towards which he is carrying,

The burden named destiny.

It is poundering proud on his shoulders.

Creating and Dreaming,

Is it all the same?

As I touch this flame...

 

...Of mine.

 

I await your call,

Trough body, spirit and mind,

I shine, I shine.

The forces of Prima Mater.

Unite us this heathen night,

Yearning your unknown mysterious beauty.

(Pride and might!)

 

Among hills, we do wander.

Through the forests so cold.

Crossing mountains of raging thunder,

followed our way untold.

 

 

Heart Of The Ages

 

The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.

Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?

Or the elements, so oppressive, but still not known.

Was there ever this moment they cared to let you inside?

 

Mother Natures son or just a savage diving into

the wilderness, we do adore so much?

There were times of hesitation and of union...

They did enjoy the combination when one hand was

given ingratitude or even?

 

Will the era come...? That of, when man shall

become aware of Her ways and his instants.

Literature may hold the final words for a glorious

reunion, but do gather forces and...

strive for knowledge wide.

Await my gentle coming "journey", for...

 

...Once, when all those in the circle as four

greets a welcome through the Entrance, I

will be this one who gathers up with them,

and then to become their fifth and last

comrade of spirituality.

 

Forever, and into the oblivion of infinity.

 

 

 

In The Woods

 

Prologue;

 

Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.

A true malancholic atmosphere,

Haunts this hidden world.

Where men, for hundreds of years,

Have immortalized their cult.

 

Moments of...

 

Down in the forest.

Or, wherever we may care to trend,

We are Gods.

Do not follow us as always, present icons.

Of your very own consciousness.

 

...Monarchs ...Queens ...

 

This we do know where our lands are laid down.

With strenght of faith, (for honour),

We shall reign forever in lojalty,

For we are Gods, do not obey us...

 

Epilogue;

 

One with this world,

This is where I long to be.

 

 

 

Mourning The Death Of Aase

 

(Instrumental)

 

 

 

Wotan's Return

 

Sing for me

To lift above in all these fallen walls,

And bleed for me,

In the deepest release.

 

Travelling through honour.

Travelling through strenght.

Voyage, floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom.

Feelings for the lost` winds.

Winds which howl reverse.

Remote, the fields of oddities adours.

 

But we will still appear in of mail,

And still obhterate these old origins.

While dreaming a thousand choirs yell their hails,

Towards faithfulness.

Become one with the weapons.

Sword and soul.

Wotans Return!

 

Travelling through honour,

Travelling through strength.

Feelings for the lost winds.

Winds which howl reverse.

 

 

 

Pigeon

 

(Instrumental)

 

 

 

The Divinity of Wisdom

 

Seek within your own kind of depths,

and tell me the tales of what thousand lies.

Yet, I have withered, but Ive grown again,

and designes my own blackness to judge.

For as we all are aware of this suffering pain,

it drowns in this planets mortality.

 

Grand changing cosmos offers to man in itself,

myths greater than those unexplored.

If the light will seem as dark as the day,

even though my dreams were laid down for ashes,

and the fates never were stated, nor told.

Even then I will allow myself the treasures

of excistence...

 

Related with my own balance of knowledge.

I am divined from the pain and the pleasure,

which has been gained from...

all thoughts and memories (from thoughts and memories

obscured).

As I feel the Divinity of wisdom,

float inside the veins.

I am me. Master, but not divine.

 

 

 

299 796 km/s

 

Not long ago-in mind-

we picked our choice

and we gathered together

-greeted nature by storm

our bodies layed down

as we fell...

And our faces turned

away from the earth

we trembled into the

world of dreams

The cradle of imagination

 

Our knowledge was complete

all our needs fulfilled

we could not feel

a fairytale so unreal for adventures like me and you being nothing but

shadows of our mortal selves I a way, I perceive myself as my own god my

own master and my own slave I am but a thrall towards my own desires Just

when it all seems so hopelessly to break free from what I have done I will

try, do it all over again, and flow

with the waves like the

sun I draw parallels

between intuitions and

instincts I carried since

dawn when dusk

comes, I would like

to see I was wrong,

though I still am a

thrall towards my own

desires

 

oceans of infinity...

-one shall seldom witness

such forces in motion

one shall seldom take

their part

-we join and we

breath genesis and

revelation

whatever that happened as

we came along

-for we stepped into

what we had remembered

as the world of dreams

-the source of imagination

 

we crawled out from

our drunken sleep,

though we could not understand

from heaven to hell

 

one shall seldom

witness such forces

in motion

one shall seldom

take their part

we joined and breathed

genesis and revelation

whatever that happened

 

like an infant still

crawling in it's mother's

womb A jesus christ

whom never left..

 

Not long ago, in mind,

we picked our choice

-gathered together and

greeted nature by storm

 

from heaven to hell

from all to none,

and father to son

 

 

 

I Am Your Flesh

 

My eyes are closed

I feel alone

there is something

inside me

dripping and screaming

 

how can I feel love

when love was something

I never had?

 

talk to me-do you know

me, and who I am

I am your flesh,

remember me

 

tell me who I am,

and I will tell you

what is behind that

door; there is a child

who is waiting for you

No one to touch

no one to hold

I am alone, fighting

against this disease

I lost my eyes

I lost my head

I lost my flesh and

my heart

-who made me? you made me

I lost my blood

I lost my love

I lost my feelings, and

I am losing my mind

 

The child's blood was made

by you, do not blame him

the killing were made by you,

do not blame him

 

Closed my eyes, left me

alone-remember

A drug composed with

the things that you do

drowning in words, though

they never came through

 

 

 

Kairos!

 

The moment that your senses play a part

-when all of them caress a new impression

Somewhere deep within your heart

like qualities of permanent obsession

 

Can you conquer your emotional delay

can you draw tomorrow's history today

can you feel the tide is turning

can you overcome the yearning

-or will you blindly obey?

 

Break through-embrace the light of Kairos!

 

Behaving unwillingly like a recording machine

All these emotional standards reduced to leftovers of a dream

Is everything just like it seemed to be

moments ago who am I, where have I been,

and how will I know?

 

Have you ever had a date with an oracle

that told you some of her secrets?

The only breed in the following term;

-share them with reasoning creatures

 

...what if, and you won't know anything

about it before you do-if you have.....

 

 

 

Weeping Willow

 

if the earth was a willow

and you were one too

-would earth be weeping

so gentle and true?

if i was the garden

whereas you could grow

-would you hand me your brAnches

and grant me your love?

 

in between the lines of your story-flowing through

the pages of a book so well prepared the

words leave more than ashes from your pencil

when it speaks of tiny stories that happened

through these years

I swear that your present reality-disillusioned

obscurity? -will gently wipe away the tears

of wasted seeds

 

how Can we go through this

-with wounded wing before we learned how to fly

how can i control desires

-when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night?

 

i will try and make you imagine;

the aura where they stand

is filled with little secrets

-as written in the sand

Naked as a child at birth

a question in disguise

an oasis in a lonely desert

where lonely unknown lands lie

 

from here and into infinity

-humble and timeless

philosophy-you gently wept away the tears

of wasted seeds

 

all the days that have left me

and the species i have seen

ahead days will follow

-it was only a dream

though my garden is growing

under skies out of blue,

and it changes Each season

both in colours and in truth

you should know that a willow

-a weeping bed's pillow-

until all days are through

 

the rain that fall on your branches,

Just yearning

for a source to feed it's primal need

can maKe your beauty blossom from within

with flowers blowing

in the wind-and in seasons to follow....

 

 

 

Omnio?

 

These eyes, do you hide behind these

cold blue eyes?

I know I want to know

The light, driven by the pale blue skies

I go where to go

Despised, and driven by

these echoed eyes

I know where to go

A sign, written by

these tear stained eyes

I go do go

 

blurred were my eyelines, hindering...

-to touch omnio

so let me belong, eat me raw,

stick me empty

with your hungry claws-bring me light

can you feel the tension?

set me free from this sleep,

leave me be to

judge my own creation-bring me love

and as I burned my fragile skin

-touched omnio

 

All this can not go on anymore,

these thorns

they tear me to pieces

The sign is given your sign is given

I am illusioned

 

feed my lust and hunger-my addiction

the thought of a

naked appearance facing

the rest of the world, left me in

chaos-a prey without a common address

drowning in salt water- can do

nothing at all

I am left here begging for mercy...

 

In this room; when I found images of

poetry; I lost my deed, my shelter and

my pain did they leave you

unstained?

 

you may swallow all my precious lies

you may stay and you may follow me

further down the thin and

crumbling line

I bleed for my loss and hunger

-my addiction

though the thought of a

naked appearance

leave in me the wonders and words

Can burdens relieve me from slumber

in unpleasant worlds?

Can the essence of bone regard me

re-birth?

 

Bardo (instrumental)

 

Post

 

 

These eyes, did I die behind these

cold blue eyes? Did I know

where to go?

This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise

did glow even though my cries were

driven by

those echoed lies No where to roam

Open my eyes, enlightened

the child that

whispered bardo omnio

 

Let me belong, eat my raw,

stick me empty with

your hungry claws-bring me light

can you feel the tension burning?

The soundtrack of our lives,

on an early April morning,

may be able to re-define

the standards of this restless emptiness...

 

Carved out of velvet, draped in truth

-to reach omnio

Let me be strong, let me

draw all the lines

that fall upon the floor-bring me life

let me feel electric tension

I am greater, taller and a thousand times

smaller

From a ghost that told you where to go

to a piece of flesh that need to know

And as I turned my fragile skin

-I reached omnio

 

I have gathered bricks throughout a

lifetime

to build a house where I will live

The door is where I write these words

-the window where I forgive

Restlessly I searched the hallway

for the truth of yesterday

But changes cast their ugly shadows

-the basement is there host today

 

is this the omnio

I have been searching for?

 

 

 

Closing In

 

Where there used to be a wax-candle

Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man

Working in the shadows of a midnight land

Where words were sealed with feathers on

Rough papers like a symbol of the present

Madness and its demand this absence

Is more than I can handle in lack of a

Seveninch candle desperately waiting for a

Woman to abuse me and amuse me with sharpened

Fingernails - thorns in modelled trance

 

I would like to crawl underneath your

Skin revel in forbidden and ferocious

Sin touch your breath feel the

Satisfaction - there is nothing like a stunning

Piece of nighttime attraction we would

Bring in some species of nature - if you

Were closer now - throw them right

Across this room - if you were closer now

the laws no words upon our lips -

If you were present now - celebrate our

Presence until now - I feel you're

closing in somehow

 

Join in - the mysteries of heaven

Miserable, optional doors maybe sell

Our fortune to a devil on the way

Abusement that turn us into slaves

 

A song about the words so commercially

Despised - prostitution trapped them in a

Corner of my life - lines

Though I know a place where

They still can be written down and

Blossom like only spring can do when winter

Has been around So come with me and

The pleasures of mine - we'll walk the

Drawn fields, expose the secrets of life

 

There is no simple desire

Only harvesting of your rare fruit

To many words I cannot put words to

To many movements I cannot hide

 

 

 

Cell

 

I want to flee

A pause from the dim

Where are the thought that I saved?

Trapped in an old silent film

 

They runned the usual tests

Tiny, tiny veins

Yet flow so constant and strong

I saw my life in red

 

They'll never forget

These cells of mine

How can they forgive

That I figured the code they carried

 

I want to flee

A pause from the dim

He gave me a stone

And I went to sleep

 

 

 

Vanish In The Absence Of Virtue

 

I spoke so well that evening

I sang so well of light

Wish I may wish I might

Have this wish I wish tonight

 

The more we sang of wonders

The more we drank our wine

Suddenly a ghost appeared

The clock sang number nine

 

We spoke from end of table

His majesty, the chief

- You shall take what you deserve

From comfort and relief

 

This words combined with manhood

- In alcohole entwined -

Made all the saying into jokes

And good eyes into blind

 

I tried to taste their warfare

- My lips could barely move

When I did as much as I could do

To fit into their groove

 

But as it proved impossible

To satisfy their needs

I solved my little problem

And accomplished all my deeds

 

For I spoke so well that evening

I sang so well that night

Wish I would

Wish I could be swallowed

By your light

 

 

 

Basement Corridors

 

Words can never justify

That I have never spoken

Communication broken

I try to understand

My wordless, little language

Is all you'll ever need

To reach the bottom of my basement

 

She'll guide you through her midnight hall

And offer you a place on the

Gallery wall

Perhaps you'll hear 'bout our history

She quotes from texts on papyrus

You gladly follow when she takes

Your hand and lead you further down

The corridor

 

You peeled the fruit but threw away

The stones

did it taste sweet?

 

 

 

Ion

 

Here I am

Back again to save you

I am the incarnation of all that is pure

Of all that is you

The island in your ocean so cruel

I am warmth

Your guiding star and the wheel in your car

I am all that you are

And you will never get far

Without my presence

 

But you can never have me

The words I bring and the song I sing

- Chaos cannot charge the breed of order

You'll never be able to reach me

The tales I tell of our stereo-hell

- We're doomed to be a first decree of murder

 

This is how I want it to be

I cannot escape and you will never get

Rid of me We ride the

Decadence of culmination

Tomorrow we may hunt down revelation

If tomorrow comes

For the chosen ones...

 

We are the poles and the world is our feast

 

 

 

Generally More Worried Than Married

 

What is addiction with absence of drug

What is grey without the presence of white

Days remain hollow with absence of night

 

When I fell into my absence and knew

Not what to do

I made a can of coffee - smoked a

Cigarette or two This is like a

Hunger - This day is lake a feast

A last supper to materialize the

Wasted, slumbered beast in the closet

 

She lives in the attic

- A floor in between

My room and the comets -

Of chaos and dreams

 

I'm awaiting the crack of dawn - the smell

Of morning - where the sound of her

Footsteps can comfort and cure

 

It takes quite a while to get things

In perspective A bleak, coloured tile

Upon the wall - so pale and objective

But how would I gain from this knowledge

When I know not where to go

 

 

 

Path Of The Righteous

 

Empty...

It cuts me like a razor

I am feeling cold as ice

Deep into the brain I can see

The skin of an old man

I am trying to understand

These strange eyes

End the voices in my head

Your arrows have touched me

Your right hand is too heavy on me

Because you are punished

You're indignant

There is nothing fresh on my body

Bleeding wounds are killing me

Release me from my hate

End, show me the way

Out of this pain

In the shadow of your wings

I seek humankind shelter

I can see the earth

I can see the sun

Everything is clear in my heart

I can see the moon

I can see the son

Everything is clear in my world

 

 

 

Dead Man's Creek

 

We've got electric light - electric sight

Electric mother river

You float on down from town to town where they

Think they are in a certain charge

Moody angels and a little tree-goat

- We might even try and we might even float

Far up in the sky where mother Sun put her rays

We can see the garden flow with its electric face

And the knowledge we gained from clouds

Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle

To gather up some rain

C'mon, the river rape them

- Slaves of the moon

And the monster will turn up in the end

To settle down next June

 

So, why do they strive across their stream of lies

For they might turn vital, mean and wild

And we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burn

Them 'till they die

 

I will leave far tonight You'd better find another

Clown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...

Through and through

 

 

 

Titan Transcendence

 

One week have passed, my weary widow

- Perfume for the harbour-boat

Relieve me from your neck of marble

Release me when your limbs afloat

 

Follow yours and catch the diamonds

Before all hell reveals to thee

I cannot strive for understanding

As there is nothing more for me

 

I will never feel one moments sadness

For the days we never shared

As I have left the grip of changes

With you, my everlasting madness

 

 

 

By The Banks Of Pandemonium

 

I urged for a walk in the garden on a tranquil

Dawn in June The silence caused by man himself

And chaos by the moon The snake was dragged

In leather black - as draped in common conscience

Aestethically he crawled away from a neighborhood

Of nonsense

 

Materialized a howling dog neglected by the

Captain's log and flogged into obedience

- Now he's my brother too

 

Down along the banks there was this brittle, little

Girl that never begged to be released into a

Derailed world Being chained to the lies of

A universal order she's now - like the snake +

Dog - my innocent, pre-whacked brother

 

But the grass is still green

- If you know what I mean

(Just like the blood runs red

And you know you are a-dying)

With a head filled to the brim

Of their legalized lead

For when the heat becomes to heavy

They will pack their bags and leave

You easily reveal the sins of brothers so naive

(This fable is a damned one - you will damn it, believe...)

 

 

Karmakosmik

 

Waiting is been

Waiting for a word

I Never heard

A word that lie in

between the lines

Of a poem that died

Seconds before it materialized

Like a foreign sound from

An unknown town

-it makes the earth go 'round and

around

 

A chair in her room was a tower

From where she was watching

She peeled through the window

And spinned

Opened the door, said;

Come inside

 

Do you see what you like

Do you like what you see

Do you see what you like

Do you like what you see

 

Come walk with me for a while

My child

There's a word I have heard

And it's deeply absurd

-The rhythm among you and the

rhythm within, have traveled 'long

the same road while you've

wondered where you've been.

The seed of an old star

Is the beat of a new

The stones you choose to turn

Holds the one's the karma about you earn

 

And if boredom is joy, you're a

Stranger - a toy in

the hands of the few

Of the one's you once knew

 

If it's all just a game-

Every day remains the same

 

 

 

Epitaph

 

The wall on which the

prophets wrote

Is cracking at the seams

Upon the instruments of death

The sunlight brightly gleams

Where every man is torn apart

With nightmares and with dreams

Will no one lay the lauren wreath

As silence drowns the screams

 

Confusion

Will be my epitaph

-as I crawled and cracked

an open path

if we make it,

we can all sit back and laugh

-but I feel tomorrow I'll be crying

 

Between the iron gates of fate

The seeds of time were sown

And watered by the deeds of those

Who know and who are known

Knowledge is a deadly friend

If no one sets the rules

The fate of all mankind I see,

Is in the fools

 

 

 

Empty Room

 

An empty room

What are we living for

It is for you

It is for me

Another weak soul

-why is it so hard

Is home far from here

Can you tell me

Whar are we living for

 

I am lost in a prison

-in my old thoughts

My hands are tied

I cannot reach the end

 

A part of me

Is falling apart

And finally I understand

We all cannot be saved

 

How can I give you love

When you never understand

What's behind these buildings

How can I show you feelings

When you're living in a combination

Of fear

 

Forgive me because my eyes are

Shaved forgive me because my

Head is shaved forgive me

Because my blood is boiling forgive

Me because my skin is bleeding

Sorrow's been taking my soul away

 

I'm lost in a cave

-in my own thoughts

my hands are tied

I cannot reach light

 

They're hunting me while

I'm trapped

Inside this useless body

They're possessing me

It is a prison on the wrong

Side of mankind

 

Let me be

Free at last...

 

 

 

Let There Be More Light

 

Far far far away way

people heard him say say

I will find a way way

there will come a day day

something will be done

 

Then at last the mighty ship

descending at a point of flame

made contact with the human race at no time

 

Now now now is the time time

time to be be be aware

 

Not as far the solar bear

in human role revealed to him

a living soul of heavenward forever

 

Sunlight, something in my eye

something in the sky

waiting there for me

 

The antelope grows hurling back

the servicemen would like to sigh

the memory went flowing rounds

as Lucy in the sky

Oh oh did you ever know

no never ever will they ascend

 

Summoning in his cosmic powers

and flowing slightly from his toes

psychodelic nations fly

 

 

 

Child Of Universal Tongue

 

It's so strange, and yet so simple

Written on a piece of paper aeons ago

And in years to come,

I will be someone else

But still the same ever changing

 

This burden will always be present, leaving

stains of pride within your mind

A pride you will bare of your shoulders

until death... do you... part

 

The entirety I am yearning, I urge for

Where sense is

I passed it a thousand times, left it all behind

In search for more

Like children wandering childhoods meadows

Evolving stronger and still

Behaving like fools

For the sun shall shine upon you

Child of universal Tongue

 

 

 

White Rabbit

 

One pill makes you larger

Arid one pill makes you small

The ones that mother gives you

Don't so anything at all

 

Ask Alive when she's ten feet tall

 

And if you go chasing rabbits

You know you're going to fall

Tell 'em a hookah-smokin'

Caterpillar have given you the call

 

Call Alice when she was just small

 

When the men on the chessboard

Get up and tell you where to go

And you just had some kind of

Mushroom and you mind is moving

Slow-go ask Alice I think

She'll know when logic and

Proportion had fallen sloppy dead

 

And the white knight is talking

Backwards-the red queens off with her head

Remember what the door mouse said:

Feed your head.

 

 

 

Mourning The Death Of Aase

 

a-a and so on and so on...

 

 

 

If It's In You

 

Yes I'm thinking of this, yes I am

Puddle town, Tom was the

Underground

Hold you tighter, so close yes

You are

Please hold on to the steel

Rail

Pamela with gloves

He isn't loved on Sunday's mail

All the fires croak Henrietta

-she's a mean go-getterm go to

write her a letter

 

Did I wink of this

Yes I am, yummy yummy yum.

don't

Yummy yum yum yum

Yes I'm thinking of this in steam

Skeleton kissed the steel rail

Flead in Pamela

-chugging along with a

funnel of steam

All the fires croak Henrietta

She's a mean go-getter, go to

Write her a letter

 

 

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a_kobro wrote:

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A Woods... re-union is unfortunatly not likely to happen any time soon. And for the respect and friendship we still have for eachother so we do the smartest to leave things as it is. Everytime people ask me of this I also say that we never know what the future brings. In other words, a re-union for one or two shows for old time sake and a good cause playing through the caledonien hall setlist can be done without too much effort. But to do a new album and releasing new material will not happen, even though we had all the songs and arrangements ready for a new album when we decided to put the band to rest. (2 of the new songs can be heard Live at the caledonien hall album). I can admit that the Botteri brothers, oddvar a:m and myself are positive to finnish the album that didnt happen somehow someday. Time will show Cheers

 

a_kobro wrote:

Saturday afternoon

 

Things are going to happen both with In The Woods... and Green Carnation in near future!!

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jbt reoformili se :o buda će da flipne

 

 

 

 

It’s time to unveil one of the new members of the band, it’s time to unveil the vocalist. Of three candidates, Tommy Sebastian Halseth was our first choice, luckily he accepted. Tommy has done a lot of different stuff, ranging from Godsend back in the mid-90’s, through Atrox, Griffin, Wattamezz and towards doing "live"vocals for Manes. Tommy has received full control of the lyrics on the upcoming material.

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Samo što nije...

 

 

Jedina bojazan je da će odraditi neki potez nalik svima ovima koji se bude nakon deset godina i ne odsviraju ništa novo. Tj. nadam se je okup više Gorguts nego At The Gates.

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Nisam ni znao da su opet počeli da sviraju.

 

Inače, sad mi pade na pamet, je l' ste slušali bend (bivšeg) gitariste, Stille Oppror? Onaj So2 je vrhunski album, nisam ga slušao par godina i sad ga pustih i opet se oduševljavam.

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12.08 - CZ, Josefov (Brutal Assault Festival)

13.08 - AT, Vienna (Viper Room)

14.08 - CH, Zurich (Werk 21)

15.08 - DE, Weinheim (Cafe Central)

16.08 - DE, Oberhausen (Resonanzwerk)

17.08 - NL, Leeuwarden (Neeushoorn)

19.08 - DE, Dinkelsbuhl (Summer Breeze Open Air Festival)

20.08 - RO, Alba Iulia Fortress (Dark Bombastic Evening Festival)

 

;)

 

 

Nisam slušao, mogao bih da se pozabavim i time.

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crni jebeni typo propasti moje

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Hajde, junaci, ko ima da okači ovo što je Baal spomenuo, dobija... nešto. Nema na mediaboom, nema na metalarea, nema na soulseek-u.

 

I ne, nije slučajno kurčina, znam da ste svi strejt muškarčine.

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