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Cathedral
Cathedral


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Откуда Coventry, England
Жанры Doom Metal
Stoner Metal
Heavy Metal
Годы 1989—2011
Лейблы Columbia Records
Sony Music
Earache Records
Nuclear Blast
Rise Above Records
См. также Napalm Death
Acid Reign
Firebird
Pentagram
Place of Skulls
Chrome Hoof
Сайт Website
Состав
Lee Dorrian
Garry Jennings
Leo Smee
Brian Dixon



Альбом Cathedral


The Guessing Game (26.03.2010)
26.03.2010
1.
Immaculate Misconception
2.
3.
4.
5.
The Guessing Game
6.
7.
1.
One Dimensional People
2.
3.
La Noche del Buque Maldito (aka Ghost Ship of the Blind Dead)
4.
5.
6.
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Immaculate Misconception

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[Jennings / Dorrian]

As I walked through fields of innocence
My dreams were distorted with no defense
Earth's creatures beside me, what a joy to be
Bright flowers, gay sunshine, sweet destiny

Then one day scarecrow greeted me
My mind began to see truths unfolding
So I built - a house up in a tree
To view reality and began observing
From there I saw an abattoir for minds
A system of lies man is enslaved in
Murdered thoughts, human machinery
In life's factory keep the wheels turning

Now that the sun sets upon this magic land
My eyes are wide open to the ill fate of man

They put me in a place to educate
Instead my mind was raped, not yet turned eight
Stories of crucifixion and moral codes to live life by
Force-fed lies, defiled, brainwashed and blind

Then a priest with fire in his eyes
Warned me of my demise if I stopped believing
He said young man you'll burn in hell you see
Christ is your sanctuary, so just be subservant
Stand up and fight, defend your country
Kiss feet of the elite and you shall inherit
Your wealth up in the sky but first you have to die
And live in poverty - keep the wheels turning

Now that the sun sets upon this fated land
My eyes are wide open to the ill deeds of man

Where is this place, I once wondered free?
A funeral of dreams became reality

Grey concrete, human cage - society
Joys butchered, blind envy, bleak destiny
Killing yourself to get by in this murdered world
Words, music on black plastic; the truth!

Black towers over you and me authority
Destroy your will to be if you let them own you
Reclaim your mind, view life through your own eyes
You soon may realise your own true meaning
Fuck their wars, religious lies and laws
Guilt trips you're not the cause, don't just accept them
A life of misery they want for you and me
Just drink and be merry - stop the wheels turning

Now that the sun sets upon this magic land
My eyes are wide open to the ill fate of man

. . .


[Jennings / Dorrian]

City streets are filled with crime, politician's laugh and dine
Pubic stare of murdered eyes, living statues, souls have died
Concrete cancer setting in, another war about to begin
In freedom's coffin life rotting, release me from this social din

Mythic places only I can see

Painting pictures in the dark of a place less stark

Spiral staircase in my mind after midnight sense climb
Building castles in the sky, gateways to another life
Stallions of destiny take me to celestial seas
Aphrodite waits for me, we swim into eternity

Epic places only I can see

Painting pictures in the dark of a place less stark

Wealth of minds in poverty, dying world, what's left for me?
Outcast of reality, close my eyes so I can be

In mythic places only I can see
No murdered faces of reality

Painting pictures in the dark of a place less stark

. . .


[Jennings / Dorrian]

I wear a mask, oh yes I do, it may seem harsh but it hides the truth
See I am pained by what I see in this life this reality
The word love people say with shame but in this heart there's a burning flame
I take a look at society, a misfit, I guess that's me

Can't take this blind hatred
From myself escaping
Awake again I face the truth
Sober now with all the proof

We're burned in reality,
Dying to live but cannot feel
Emptiness of this world is real
All trust in mankind envy steals

Win or lose, in death I choose to live this life by my own rules
They steal faith in your fellow man, led to believe he has a plan
Subservant in invisible chains we live our lives as the system slaves
I only wish that you could see there is no God just you and me

I got out there to get here
My way of thinking is just too cleat
I'll live again with my disguise
Camouflaged in life of lies

A mirrored wall in front of me
I'm a vampire cos I can't see
The jester that guides my destiny
Is the same one I refuse to be

Why can't I see, I am not me?
When will you see, you can be free?

. . .

The Guessing Game

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[Jennings / Dorrian]

My mind is a locked room and she has the key
Five dolls for an August moon, on this island I await my doom
Seeing through cat's eyes everything's black
Colours of darkness peer through the cracks
Escaping from death row, is easier I know

Edwige's eyes cast a spell on me
Edwige's eyes queen of Giallo movies

Black spider prophecy she cast her spell on me
Demons of the dead run riot in my head
Pleasure and torment all in one place
Desire covered in blood and black lace
Investigate this crime release me from death's chime

Edwige's eyes cast a spell on me
Edwige's eyes queen of Giallo movies

Escaping from death row, yes it's easier and I know
The demons of the dead run a riot, they're in my head
Seeing through cat's eyes everything's black
Colours of darkness peer through the cracks
Release me from death's chime, investigate this crime

Edwige's eyes cast a spell on me
Edwige's eyes queen of Giallo movies

. . .


[Jennings / Dorrian]

Stillness of the darkest night
Flickering candle burning bright
Smoking incense elevates
The senses from life's worldly weight
Aroma's drift from heaven's leaves
Guiding thoughts across astral seas
A purring cat sits next to me
To share this oh so wondrous eve

Flickering candles, midnight sky
Feline presence senses high

Deep red wine of natures vine
Stimulates thy tortured mind
Away from violence here I find
A sanctuary of peace sublime
A full moon glows above the sea
It's shimmering light of mystery
A cosmic wilderness to see
Beyond the stars I yearn to be

Midday Sun, violence breeds
Wealth competition, mankind's disease

I get up in the morning to face another day
A world obsessed with money, I gotta get away
So tired of people fighting everywhere I go
Too many faces frowning for no reason they know, no
As twilight comes the evening sets majestically
At one with the cosmos my thought wander free

Physical prison, chains of time,
In life's gallery of order signs
Restricted curfews of the mind,
Switch it off leave them all behind

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One Dimensional People

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[Jennings / Dorrian]

Question marks of life, answers we must find
Where did we come from, where do we go

Rats are running faster racing against time
Desperate to get past his life and be with God divine

Take your time - oh yeah - take your time
Casket chasers

Told what to believe, eyes cannot see
Obsessed with afterlife, I'll live this one first Christ

Rats are running faster racing against time
Desperate to get past this life and be with God divine

Take your time - oh yeah - take your time
Casket chasers

Soon we'll face cold ground, no longer be around
Until worms must feast, just let me live in peace

Rats keep running faster racing against time
Desperate to get past this life and be with God divine

Take your time - oh yeah - take your time
Casket chasers

. . .


[Jennings / Dorrian / Smee]

Ghost Galleon on a spectral sea
Shipwreck of lost centuries
Crypts of Knights Templar awakened sleep
Young beauty meets a terminal destiny

Ghost ship - of the blind dead

Brute sacrifice and ancient blasphemy
Through drug ritual we dominate mortality
Here with our treasures on young flesh we feed
In foggy, murky waters, no one hears your screams

Ghost ship - of the blind dead

Blood sacrifice on our shipwreck
Young beauty slayed upon the deck

In our Sarcophagus far out at sea
Yes we have slept for centuries

Red lights in the horned skull's eyes
Signal ships imminent demise
From rotten coffins we rise out from the sea
Invade your shores on humanity we feast

Ghost ship - of the blind dead

. . .


[Dorrian]

Black wings wrapped around the sun
Darkness guides your marathon
Icy people everywhere
Cold love and cold thoughts they share

Live your life in a coffin
How much death can you cram in
Greedy man is wealth hungry
Orgasms at other's misery

A brand new watch to tell the time
See the hours passing by
Your castle is your golden dream
Living a lie with your bought queen

Possessions own your shallow mind
Plastic goods you'll leave behind
Humoured by your garden gnomes
Soon you'll rest beneath their thrones

. . .


[Jennnings / Dorrian]

They've caged me here in this circus hell
That human audience I know so well
Thrash my bones so the act may please
Your jeers and laughter too loud to hear my pleas

Set me free humanity
My eyes bleached out I cannot see
You wear my fur for vanity
Chew on my flesh then excrete me

I am imprisoned in your death camp farm
Until my limbs are butchered one by one
Scattered random in your supermarket fridge
As for my children, well they're probably in tins

Set me free humanity
My eyes bleached out I cannot see
You wear my fur for vanity
Chew on my flesh then excrete me

Shoot me out of the sky
Slaughter me at sea

Hunt me in the fields
Why not let me be?

You live a life of death you ignorant fools
For mistakes you make use us as your tools
Inject my body with your wretched disease
I cannot hate you, I have not energy

Set me free humanity
I have no voice, won't you please help me

. . .


In 1989 the idea came to be
In Memoriam as recorded back in '90
We walked into the Forest Of Equilibrium
Saw an Ethereal Mirror next in '93

Twenty years it's been - what does the future bring?

Two years it's been of hell spent waiting is silence
Until Carnival Bizarre came in '95
Supernatural Birth Machine was shaky
Then the Caravan came to take us far away

Twenty years it's been - what does the future bring?
In twenty years time how will our music seem?

We came back to reality in 2000
With Endtyme we were born again
Number seven was our second coming
The Garden of Delights was so unearthly

Twenty years it's been - what must the future bring?
In One hundred years time - how will our music seem?

Today we are here playing the Guessing Game
Uncertainty with what tomorrow may bring
Will our vinyl be rare and collectable
Will we be the in thing?

Twenty years it's been - how will the present seem?
In one thousand years time - what will be of mankind?

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