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"First Bequest"
Style: Instrumental. Year: 1995

TRACKLIST:


1. From the Distance
2. Conqueror Night
3. Dangerous Gift
4. Ulterior Solitude
5. Oblivion Flow****
6. S.O.D.
7. The Edge of String*
8. Questions With No Answer
9. Remember the Fallen***
10. Candlestick of Parcass****
11. Last Hope of Suffered Soul
12. The Castle of Woman of Mine*
13. Rock`n`roll**


Valeri Dedov - drums
Roman Senkin - bass guitar
Oleg Mishin - 1-st guitar, flute
Igor Lobanov -vocal, 2-nd guitar
All music written by IGOR LOBANOV.
(Except: *- by OLEG MISHIN , **- by OLEG MISHIN & IGOR LOBANOV, ***- by WHITCHHUNTER & BLACKFIRE, ****- by SENKIN).
All Arrangements by OLEG MISHIN & IGOR LOBANOV.
Produced by IGOR LOBANOV.
Recorded at "ARIA Rec." studios in feb.`95 (call (095) 369-81-61).
Engineered by VLADIMIR HOLSTININ, VITALY DUBININ.
Mixed by EVGENY TRUSHIN.
Mastered by SERGEY TITOV at SOYUZ MASTERING STUDIO.
END ZONE Logo Design: SERGEY DAVIDOV.
Cover Art Work by STAS OPLETIN.
Executive Producer: AGEN PRICE.





LYRICA:


FROM THE DISTANCE
( Lobanov \ Hamri )

From the fields once cleansed by rain
From the forests and lakes
From the hills standing sullen in silence
Which do know no human pain
Canst thou see sombre fog
Tricleth in thy slumberic reign
Fog curls in this place where
Crust covers earth's face on
Dusty shores of Styx
Mud and treasures mixed
Human made maze
Irksome , endless , sick
Fire
With no warmness
Gap filled up with reek
Lightless be all surrounds here
Never they all to be sunlit
This place is forever possessed by the fear
of morn sun to appear
Void will feed its malicious greed
Here the spawns of underworld
Beneath the mist so cold
Single pale spark of the life
Is extinguished by their will
They're self imprisoned in their cells
Self isolated graves
Where every graveworm treats itself
As the Midgards snake
Spark has ripped ashen cloth
Fog has swallowed it
Stoneclouds filled this bottomsky
Closed the stonecoffins lid
Covered creatures condemned by no doom
And the place of only gloom
Where's no sane seed to breed
Where even earth is waiting to die
Ghost of the city fades
From thy divine place
Here
Tentacles're left
Last spies of that mist
As remembrance
Of unbroken circle
Ugly in this eden
In the daylight's blaze.



CONQUEROR NIGHT
( Lobanov \ Nordream )


Welcome inside this coil,
Mortal and proud, complicated gear,
This diligent sweat smelt black toil,
Barren and vain in it's petty fears
Night comes down and captures them all...fall!
Now in this noiseless dark air
Sparks are glares and rustles are dins
While the warm wind is swaying my hair
A fright inauspitious begins:
Here, under this omniscient still,
Something intensely grows-
No sound just thrill
Night- bird of prey who gazed below
In menacing shape, savagely
Up on an eminence, quickly saw
Prey that slept in it's fantasies
Then apace
Domineering one
Finished the chase,
Exulting in grim fun
And flew to let the sun...
Daylight gifted the rays of truth
Rushing suddenly like a flood
All the fowlers knew none of course
They saw no traces but the blood
A trifling, trifling epitaphic loss
For those protecting life
And for those,
Endless those who raise the Christian Cross
Against Conqueror Night



DANGEROUS GIFT
( Lobanov \ Hamri )



The dark
Fell down before my eyes
Bright pictures of reality
Are disappearing slowly
My mortals burning glance
Is harmless now
The power’s fading wearing off
I’m so exhausted by this strength
I can bring them pain to suffer
I can make them kneel
They will never be able to see
Core of danger, seed of evil
Soul destructive gift
It is mine until death comes
There’s nothing more to argue on
I doubt no more now
My evil gift with all its power
Stabbed in my back
(Is back on me…)
Through time I’m travelling
Back to the moment of my past
When I got mightiness
And learned the secret wisdom
That passion fooled me that is clear
For through this evil might
Inhuman life of mine
Has been approaching its deadline
Wilful ardour takes me slowly
Devilish grin appears
Go to hell with all your sweet salvation
Now I crave to dive into a
Flow of human tears
Who can accuse me for being me
This dark infernal might I won’t hide
I hate you all, this life, this light
The time is ripe for me
There comes the final stand
There comes the end
Get ready, fools, to meet my glance
I’m opening my eyes…


ULTERIOR SOLITUDE
( Lobanov \ Nordream )


Tender silence fascinates
And lead the one who hates
Unto a realm of dreams-
Debris of a once grand,
Magnificent shrine
And when the dusk descends
The sight will turn divine
Semislumber less of pain
Heed and learn, Morpheus Domain
Up to highness, down to deeps
Now envy him who sleeps,
Insomnia slaves!
A lavish sopor- vast scape,
Ulterior solitude,
Imaginary drape
Desireful plenitude
Utmost fields,
Paths concealed,
The pageantry reachless to logic
Slight echoes of breathing dying in the air
Through mist enwreathing
Oddly coming scenes:
Joy and fright,
Godly and obscene-
Inner human flight
Nightly theatrical visions:
True revelation or hoax?
Knowledge to fade at dawn?
Lies of someone to coax?
Floating as the daylight creeps
From out of spooky trips,
From out of dream
Mournful is the way back,
Mournful but quick
To where the regnant rack
Is odious and sick



First Bequest



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