Marilyn Manson - Wight Spider
ïåñíÿ ñ ïîñëåäíåãî àëüáîìà ÌÌ, òåïåðü è îäíà èç ñàìûõ ëþáèìûõ ïåñåí, ever
îíà îäíà èç ñàìûõ òÿæåëûõ ïî àòìîñôåðå, íå ïî "òÿæåñòè", íåò, íî ïî îùóùåíèþ îíà ìàññèâíàÿ, äàâèò êà 100 òîíí.. ýòî íîâîå ñëîâî â Ìýðèêå, â åãî ïåñíÿõ, òåïåðü ýòî îùóùàåòñÿ íàìíîãî ñåðüåçíåå ÷åì ðàíüøå, êàêòî âîò âî âñåì ÷óâñòâóåòñÿ òàêàÿ áåçêîìïðîìèññíîñòü è óìåíèå êàê åñòü âñ¸ âûëîæèòü íà íàñ, ñëóøàòåëåé, ÷òîá ìû ïîíÿëè ïîëíîòó êàðòèíû... îíà ïðîñòî èäåò è ñäàâëèâàåò âñå íà ñâîåì ïóòè, ìíå êàê âîò ìóçûêàíòó âèäíî ÷òî ýòî äåéñòâèòåëüíî ïðîäóêò î÷åíü âûñîêîãî óðîâíÿ, ýòî òî, ÷òî ëó÷øå íèêòî áû íåñìîã ñäåëàòü, òàê êàê ïîäîáíî ïðÿìîé èíúåêöèè íàâåðíîå, êàê åñòü.
íó à åùå ïåñíÿ äîâîëüíî êðàñèâàÿ, Ìýðèêîâñêèå íîòû â ìåëîäèè, ÿ ãîâîðþ îá ïîñëåäîâàòåëüíûõ îòíîøåíèÿõ îäíîé íîòû ê äðóãîé, îá èíòåðâàëàõ, êîòîðûå ñîáñòâåííî è çàäàþò íàñòðîåíèå.. è ïîäîáíîå ìû óæå ñëûøàëè â Target Audience, Coma Black, If I Was Your Vampire, Spade ê ïðèìåðó - íó Ìýðèê âîáùåì, ÷òî è ãîâîðèòü.. à âîêàë ñõîæ ñ òåì ÷òî ìû ñëûøàëè íà àëüáîìå Mechanical Animals, êðàñèâî, î÷ êðàñèâî...íî íåñìîòðÿ íà ýòî- çâó÷èò ñîâñåì ïî-íîâîìó, êîðî÷ ñëóøàòü íàäà.
ëàèðèêñû: Ñêðûòûé òåêñò
I’ll build you a shiny
dollhouse or church
where you can shrink
into a tiny wight spider
and gorge on horrid memories
with conceited wings
Smother the past in a cocoon
or me
and I’ll help you move
all the bodies
I’ll possess you but I don’t need you
to be another one of my posessions
I don’t need you to be my possession
And I won’t make you kneel,
for anyone but me
Won’t promise a star,
don’t promise your soul
We’ll say that we don’t believe
I’ll keep you wet when the world is dry
I can see them coming
I’ll take you back inside
if they came for answers
I’ll wrap my claws around your mouth tight
we’ll consume each other
until there’s nothing left to hide
and they can all drown in our blood
I’ll possess you but I don’t need you
to be another one of my posessions
I don’t need you to be my possession
And I won’t make you kneel,
for anyone but me
Won’t promise a star,
don’t promise your soul
We’ll say that we don’t believe
And I won’t make you kneel,
for anyone but me
Won’t promise a star,
don’t promise your soul
We’ll say that we don’t believe
We’ll say that we don’t believe
We can’t haunt this home,
home anymore
no, no, no, no, no, no
We can’t haunt this home,
home anymore
no, no, no, no, no, no
We can’t haunt this home,
home anymore
no, no, no, no, no, no
We can’t haunt this home,
home anymore
no, no, no, no, no, no
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