Dark Design. The Stars are Cruel ...

28 Décembre 2004 Début de re-mastérisation de l'album «The Stars are Cruel ...» !

The Stars are Cruel ....

Pendant la mastérisation du nouvel album, afin d'utiliser des références connues de son j'ai utilisé, entre-autres, quelques morceaux de mon album de "Cold Metal" de 1998 car j'y avais souvenance de belles sonorités de guitare. Cependant il y a eu un "biofeedback" à la chose; je me suis retrouvé en train de re-mastériser cet ancien album.
Voilà qui ne va pas forcément avancer la sortie du nouveau disque, mais à écouter les nouvelles moûtures de la saga des Étoiles beaucoup me sera pardonné, je l'espère !

Je mets en ligne des versions compressées de quelques extraits des versions actuelles.

Sharp Dreams SHARP DREAMS

So far, and back in your sullen dreams for now on
Out, spaced, lost, out you run into the deep forest
Craving, and your bones hurt, for the trees are so narrow.
Eyes, you can see them, eyes starving.
Staring at yours.
Wild bears aloose

Beating, slashing in your sunken dreams just now on
Lost, far out, banging your head on ghostly trees.
Craven, these are your bones you hurt in your narrow brains
Lies, you can't count them, lies standing.
Standing for you.
Bad dreams aloose.

That far, right back in your broken cells, now off.
Gone, lost aims, losing yourself in ghastly mists.
Crying, then are your brains fearing the thuth would be
narrow...
Cries, you can't hear them, cries growing.
Giving birth to you...
Sad scenes inside !

Cries growing, giving birth to/for you !

Cryin' Ship CRYIN' SHIP

I can see your tears in the eyes of the dying star
I can feel the Ship thru the voids still leading her pace
Would you realize that her race was not of our size
How would you reckon to rot in space in such a cold flame

In space, so far...

Remember the time we were heroes of the human race
And planet Earth was the pride of the living Lords
Just video games keep a trace of these glorious lines
Some slags in dark clouds are the veil for our mourning souls.

In space, so dark so far...

When gliding in the night in the end we found the grace
This star in the hole crying songs to the end of space
Within a short year she burnt her soul in million rhymes
We taped in the base, last record to her loneliness

I still see your tears in the eyes of the dying stars
And still is our Ship Hyperspeed thru the ages of Universe
Would you realize that our race will never end
How would you reckon to die alone for such a long time...
Cold Grace COLD GRACE

And it was the belief we had
In these times of shakes and Lordly Ravens
That the future in our hearts was planning an escape.
And in the end of it all, when the embers were all wound up to ashes
Running amid the dying flames and the forgotten stars were we.
A body, with a brain inside, then the body turned to soul...

Cold grace.

So it was this feeling we had
as we lined up for the final Battle
that the future in our veins
was willing to survive
And as we fought over the stars
all the forgotten chants we sang
a rhyme with our lore inside
then the future turned to Light

Cold grace... Ethernity ETHERNITY
Face the stars, this moment is yours;
Lost in space, so far you may find your grace
Anytime, anyway you now see a true lie.
Infinity, a Lord now silently dies.

Back in time, you drowned in the maze
The pit is closed to last, you may lose your race,
Intertime, counterwise you just dream a true lie.
Virginity, your life now forever cries...

Face the star, the moment is lost,
Cold in space, far out, in the void you died.
Into Time, draw the line, you now are a true lie,
Infinity, your Lord now forlorned his grace.

Stilborn of the Land STILBORN OF THE LAND
Woe to the dice he made, thrown for Hell or Fame.
Big knights tonight'll die, Blood is to be spilled insane.

Building brick on bones, a Castle so dark and high,
No one'll dare to venture, See, the land mists are rising
While you wait on the door

Will he try, will he knock this door ?
Will he dare or will he go away ?

Lost on the land. Should he go another way ?

Mists are growin' fast. Lost warriors you hear their cries.
Will you decide your fate ?
Your rusty sword tells it's too late.
Doom inborne in bricks, this castle's of rock and lies...
Standin' still thru ages. Land mists again are rising,
While you dried facing the Door !

Would you wake, would you break this Spell ?
Are you dead or just faden away ?

Stilborn of the land Cold City COLD CITY
I was born in a Cold City of a Northern land
I was raised by Ladies of the Highest breed.
My Lords were mighty, cold grace in their blood.
The Land was shaking, we sang and did fight.

We had to rest for the night on the hill
and the fire in our eyes was cold blue
We were to find ennemy by surprise
and the blood we all shed was cold steel...

THEN CAME THE LORDS OF THUNDER AND LIGHTNING !

We had to fight for the rest of the night
and our blood on the ice turned to blue.
All of the dead will lead glorious dance,
Will I tonight find the path of the Lords ?

AND COME THE LORDS OF THUNDER AND LIGHTNING !

BECOME THE LORD OF THUNDER AND LIGHTNING !

Et voici deux liens vers des extraits du fabuleux "pressbook" de Dark Design !

Press Book 1
Press Book 2

Pour ceux qui ne connaitraient pas encore l'album, c'est essentiellement du "Cold Metal", du très gros son allié avec des compositions complexes, enregistré en "home live".
Les morceaux ont été composés entre 1978 et 1995, les enregistrements ont été faits entre 1994 et 1996, l'assemblage et le mixage datent de 1998. On reconnaît là ma patience et ma paresse légendaires :-)

CRYIN' SHIP

I can see your tears in the eyes of the dying star
I can feel the Ship thru the voids still leading her pace
Would you realize that her race was not of our size
How would you reckon to rot in space in such a cold flame

In space, so far...

Remember the time we were heroes of the human race
And planet Earth was the pride of the living Lords
Just video games keep a trace of these glorious lines
Some slags in dark clouds are the veil for our mourning souls.

In space, so dark so far...

When gliding in the night in the end we found the grace
This star in the hole crying songs to the end of space
Within a short year she burnt her soul in million rhymes
We taped in the base, last record to her loneliness

I still see your tears in the eyes of the dying stars
And still is our Ship Hyperspeed thru the ages of Universe
Would you realize that our race will never end
How would you reckon to die alone for such a long time...

Dark Design. «The Stars are Cruel ...»